Flashes of fabric. Scraps. Lots of them. Daniela hid behind a heap of discarded fabric as the rhythmic pounding of a needle sounded in the distance. Her heart beat heavily in her chest as she gazed around the mound, searching. The box. The cardboard box across the room. Just like the old crone said there would be… Daniela shot out of bed and took a fighting stance as her eyes darted around the room. She sat down on the bed and calmed her breathing. She took the file out and read it over again. Vargas, she thought to herself, I will find you. I will find you and I will bring you back to Lalkana to pay for your crimes against the empire.
She needed to get to know this area and she needed to leech the locals for information if she had any chance of finding Vargas.
“And that, Daniela, is the apartment,” chimed Zahara. “I moved in over the summer to be with my cousin, Mitsuko.”
Daniela smiled at her new acquaintances. You poor things. You don’t even realize you’re prisoners, do you?, she thought.
“You really must come have lunch with us,” said Mitsuko. “We’re supposed to meet Morrigan and Sakura for pizza. Morrigan wants to play us a new song.”
As the girls got into Mitsuko’s car, Daniela thought she could hear a needle pounding in the background and she shuddered. Zahara’s laughter brought her back and she shook off the memory. They were off to meet with the others.
To Be Continued…
Look for Part 3 sometime next week. While I have the story written, I need time to create the outfits, props, and scenes for photo shoots 🙂 I’m still doing my 30-day Blog-a-Day challenge, so there will certainly be *something* tomorrow for you.