Tucker Cummings

Chapter 89: Misdirection

In Uncategorized on March 30, 2011 at 1:53 am

“You know, I think I have a couple of copies of my book out in my car. Why don’t you sit tight, I’ll run out and grab one, and I can personalize it for you?” I say, brushing a stray strand of hair behind my ear as coquettishly as I can manage. You know, considering the deafening din of my own blood pumping around my skull.

“Really? That’d be incredible!” he says.

“I’ll be right back.”

I walk briskly out the door and duck down an alley. I click my heels together three times, and get the hell out of Dodge.

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