With only a handful of days left in the month, I dove into the last story for April. Just like Combustion and Extraction, I wanted to explore the dynamic between Marcus and his living partner. From the moment I sat down to work on this tale, the rough outline flourished in my mind, like a weed invading a garden. Despite likening my story to something that’s undesirable, after several rounds of editing, I refined the narrative and fleshed out the dynamic between Marcus and his partner.
While I’ve once again dropped the living half of this partnership into life-threatening danger, that very threat provided me with the opportunity to uncover their relationship.
So, sit back in a comfortable chair and get ready for the latest installment between these Partners.
Confident in his skills, Marcus infiltrated the hideout of a local gang. Unfortunately, the criminals kept trapped him in a courtyard…
Marcus’s lips quivered as his eyes slammed closed, blotting out the bullet holes carved into the marble wall.
“You have two options, officer.” A thick-necked man brandished his pistol as his smile exposed his canines. “If you cooperate with me, your death will be quick. Otherwise, I’ll ensure it lingers.”
Shaking his head, the detective hunched his shoulders and pressed them into the granite slab while he sucked on his lips.
“Don’t move,” Benjamin said, pushing an ethereal hand into Marcus’s chest. The shade glared across the courtyard as his fingers caressed his chin. “I warned you about stumbling into this trap without help from the living.”
“That’s not what you said.” Marcus huffed as his gun’s barrel bounced off his thigh. “Unless my memory is failing, you told me something else, you pulsing green lightbulb.”
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