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Samantha: Book One

Part 1

By Erynn A. Louviaite

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2011 Erynn A. Louviaite

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Chapter 1 - Preface

I think I found it. I’m...” Although she’s speaking softly, her words seem to echo in the deserted restroom. Her normal vocal level isn’t usually so easily interrupted.

Good. Don’t go inside yet. We’re sending backup.”

Backup?” Surprised and offended, her tone raises a decibel and bounces of the surrounding tile.

Change of plans. Wait outside; it could be dangerous.” When she doesn’t respond to the curt explanation, the phone voice emits a sigh. “You’re already inside aren’t you?” Still nothing. “Damn it Samantha! You’re going to cost me my job. Just stay where you are.” The line goes dead and she pockets the phone.

Just stay where you are? Calling from the restroom had seemed like a good idea, but not anymore. She paces the length of the room twice before tiring of that and sitting between the sinks. Her feet swing like a child’s, too short to reach the floor. Time passes slowly and she is nearing the dangerous kind of boredom where anything will do for entertainment. Her wish for an escape from this is granted when a familiar voice drifts into her prison.

Joey!” Neither the speaker nor the one addressed have a reason to be there tonight. Alarms go off in her head, but she is completely composed as she enters back into the bar to investigate. “I thought you said you were on-call this week,” slurs a drunken David loudly. Not good. Her destination - the long wooden bar that dwarfs the rest of the quaint room - seems so close in this small, intimate bar. The bartender ignores the girl who doesn’t look old enough to purchase anything as she approaches his boisterous customer.

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