Today's three words are Candid, Impulse and Risk. Here's a bit of flash fiction.
I knew the risk involved before I took the assignment. It was going to be difficult to find a way in – he had too much security surrounding him night and day.
The first time I opened the file my handler gave me, the impulse to tell him to find someone else was strong. It contained a brief bio on the target, height, weight, occupation, two professionally posed photos and three candid shots. Even with the bare facts given to me, I knew who he was.
Who in their right mind would try to remove this man? Everyone knew his name, his face, his voice.
I knew the risks. I took the assignment anyway. Two months of careful planning and here I am, behind this monstrosity they call a camera, waiting.
A director cues up the lights and music. The familiar theme rings in my ears. The first contestant enters from stage left. She performed her heart out only to be abused by the target. I must be crazy, but here goes nothing. Wish me luck.
I felt evil just writing it. For more three word fun, visit 3WW.
And Travis did something fun on his blog today so I stole the idea and am using it on mine. (I'm pretty sure he'll forgive me!)
The prompt was 3 lines beginning with the 3rd sentance of page 33.
So, here are 3 lines from Christina Dodd's Scent of Darkness.
Yet she could see nothing of the grain of the wood or its luster, and the massive brass lion's-head knocker was only a glint in the darkness. Finding the small button on the trim, she pressed it. The chimes rang inside. No one answered.
I know, I know, that's four, but I couldn't leave out the last part! For more three line insanity, head over to Travis' blog.
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