It’s Wednesday as you read this. It’s Tuesday evening as I type this. I have no idea how the world looks today. Interesting that the THEME for #1lineWed is **TRUST**. I trust the world is still spinning. I trust that those incessant (and irritating) political calls and doorbell rings will stop. In the meantime, back to writing because that’s what’s important in my world. As mentioned, today’s theme is TRUST. Trust me when I say Jennifer “Jen” Hall, the heroine of Nightriders #5 (Wizard), needs to verify loooong before she trusts in this snippet.
I stared at my brother like he’d grown a second head. He favored me with his patented “I’m the big brother and a cop so do as I say” look. “Are you out of your mind?”
Bryce stopped just short of rolling his eyes. “Jen, trust me.”
“Ha! Famous last words.”
“So am I! Every time you tell me to trust you, I end up in the emergency room. Starting with that swan dive off the roof when I was five.”
He didn’t even have the good graces to blush. Asshat. His tactics might have worked when I was a teenager but now? Now I was an adult. With a responsible job. And a brain. “They’re outlaws, Bryce. The very worst kind. I could end up dead.”
“Naw. We wouldn’t let that happen.”
“Really? Just like when you dumped me—alone—at the ER with a broken arm—because you were too busy chasing after
Janice whats-her-name.” I snapped my fingers as if trying to remember. “Oh, yeah. The bitch you married who hates my guts.”
“Oh, grow up, Jenny. This is my job. Do you know how long we’ve tried to get someone inside the Nightriders? Of course you don’t. You’re the same selfish little b—” He cut off the expletive with a deep inhalation. He covered his face with his “Let’s be reasonable” mask. “Look, sis. This is simple. The guy wants you. Give him what he wants and just do what they say. Then report everything back to me. Easy.”
Give him what he wants and just do what they say? Seriously? Had my big brother just order me to pimp myself out for the sake of his job?
“What if I say no?”
He sounded pretty damn sure of himself.
Those are my trusty words and if you find me trustworthy, I hope you trust that I’ll get this book finished sooner than later. In the meantime, do you have any trust words to share?