I present to you Eight Sentence Sunday, a blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. This is some writing from the novel I’m writing for Camp NNWM: Conwomen.
They took the jewels to their accomplice. Ken had, in their opinion, an unhealthy obsession with cats and jewels. No comments would be made to indicate these thoughts though since he paid excellent money for both when they could be found.
Cho stood in front of the door, letting the bio scanner and her costume do their job. With a ding and loud unlocking sound the door swung open, revealing a lovely clean home with plenty of light, pleasant decorations, and a cat on every flat surface.
“Why do you live around here, yet have a flat that looks like one of those tabloid covers?”
“The question is why not Regina! With half of the money you can get twice the results in this part of the city.” The middle aged man walked around a corner with a glass of what looked like milk, a glass he almost dropped when he saw who was really standing in front of him.
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