Megan stared at the stain, horrified. At six and twenty she feared her only prospect for felicity lay in securing the affections of Mr. Godfrey, who possessed not only the estate of Knightwood, but ten thousand pounds. Now her ball gown was ruined.
“Excuse me, Miss Hamilton.” It was Edward Smith, who had recently accepted the living at Dellingham. “It grieves me to see you in distress. Might I be of assistance?”
Megan smiled warmly.
Femme Fatale
Megan stared at the stain, horrified. Johnny wouldn’t like it. He liked a job done right. No bodies. No evidence.
She examined the implements of her trade, a hired killer. If she didn’t make this go away, he’d never trust her again.
“Let him get some other dame to do his dirty work,” she said as she removed the rat’s corpse and spattered blood. Tomorrow she’d resign her job at Johnny’s Pest Control.
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You tell so much in so few words. Great job. I really like the first one -- it is the type of thing I would pick up at the library or bookstore. The ending of the second one was a fun surprise.
I am a HUGE Jane Austen fan (Becoming Jane is in my DVD player right now) so of course I loved the first one. The second was great as well. I loved that she was killing rats not people. What a nice surprise. This is a winner in my book.
Oh, Karen, these are priceless! Jane Austen and...I'm not sure...Micky Spillane?
At any rate, I had great fun reading them! You're certainly a versatile and gifted writer.
