Wednesday Words: Vagaries of The

So I used to be the person who came up with the themes for #1lineWed over on twitter. It’s not always easy but today’s prompt? Seriously? It’s *THE*. That’s it. It is almost impossible to write a sentence that does not contain the word “the.” See? Since I don’t really want to count how many times “the” appears in the current WIP, I decided to post what turned out to be a rather long snippet but one that’s been freshly written in the past few days. Things are moving along and Ronan is certainly bedeviling Maura. *bwahaha* Side note, why is there not a *bwahaha* emoticon? Asking for a friend… Anyway, this should be fairly self-explanatory.
Movement caught Maura’s attention. A tall man, impeccably dressed and the bane of her existence, leaned against the rear wall. Ronan O’Connor, Irish mob boss. And the man starring in all her wet dreams. What was he doing here? He might be standing across the room but she could seen the corners of his eyes crinkle as his lips curled upward into a faint semblance of a smile. He knew she’d seen him. And it was almost like he knew what she was thinking. The man was dangerous. And trouble.

The crime-beat reporter for a local TV station stood up. This woman was cool, confident, and put up with bullshit from no one—especially not Alex. She was impeccably dressed and looked like she’d be right at home in the Kennedy family compound out on Hyannis Port. “Do you have any suspencts?” Her voice rang out, dampening the mild buzz of conversation in the room.

Alex blinked, started to speak, then jerked his head around to stare at Maura. “I’ll let my associate answer that.”

Maintaining a perfect poker face, she traded places with him. Before she could answer the reporter’s question, others shouted at her. Who was she? Spell her name for them. Etc. Etc. Etc. Her voice frosty, she focused on each person who’d been yelling at her until they grew quiet.

“First Assistant District Attorney Maura Brannigan. M-a-u-r-a B-r-a-n-n-i-g-a-n. And to answer your question, Ms. Phillips, no. We do not have a specific suspect at the moment but we do have a person of interest we wish to question.”

A hush fell over the room and the crowd actually leaned forward in their seats. The crime reporter smiled and again, her voice cut the distance between them like a knife. “Are you in a position to share that information with us?”

Maura glanced over at the police officers. The Commissioner nodded. She didn’t smile but she let her eyes relax just a bit. “I don’t have much to share, Ms. Phillips. The body parts belong to known associates of the the victim that was found. He has a brother who was, according some some reports, a…” She paused and let a very small smile touch the corners of her lips before finishing, “the victim’s partner in crime.”

Phillips flashed a dazzling smile and dipped her chin in a small kudos. “So, you’re saying that the brothers had a falling out and in classic Cain and Abel fashion, one killed the other.”

Arching a brow, Maura returned the kudos. “All I’m saying, Helen, is that we have a body and his brother is missing. My job is not to investigate but to prosecute once all the facts are in and an arrest has been made.”

That statement set off another round of questions all directed toward the police. The PIO took over the microphone with a glower in Maura’s direction that he made sure no reporter could see. She smiled to herself. My work here is done, she thought to herself.

As the PIO attempted to regain control, a uniformed officer hustled into the room and jogged up to the line of notables. He whispered something into the Superintendent in Chief’s ear. The man paled but nodded. The chief caught the commissioner’s eye. They exchanged a look. The commissioner grabbed the department’s PIO and whispered in her ear. Her eyes widened before she could hide her surprise. She recovered, nodded to both the commission and the chief and with brisk steps, approached Alex. She deftly moved in from the side, not quite elbowing the DA out of the way.

Maura had to look down to hide the fact she was biting back laughter. The indignant look on Alex’s face was priceless. He sputtered as the PIO adjusted the microphone and took over.

“Apologies, everyone. Those are all the questions we have time for today. Any further questions can be directed to my office or to ADA Brannigan.”

Maura jerked her head up, too shocked to hide her emotions as she sought out Alex. He still looked pissed that his platform had been so precipitously removed and he was glowering at her. He mouthed, “What the hell?”

She gave him big eyes and a vague shrug of one shoulder. She didn’t have a clue and she also had no clue why she would be singled out to answer questions on this case. Alex had claimed it as his very own. He was the point person.

“We’ll finish this in my office, Miz Brannigan,” Alex hissed as he brushed past her. She turned to follow but the commissioner called her name. Both she and Alex turned to look at the man.

“I need your ADA for a moment, Alex,” the Commissioner explained.

Alex shot her a sour look and marched away after snarling, “Make it quick.”

Maintaining her composure, she faced the Chief and the Commissioner. “Don’t worry about your ride,” the Chief said. “I’ll get a squad car to take you back to your office.”

She nodded in thanks but let her gaze trail over what was left of the audience. Ronan O’Connor had disappeared. Good.
There you have it folks. Maura’s caught between a rock and a hard spot and I guarantee things will not get easier for her in the next few chapters. Writers, free theme today. Have any words you want to share? And readers. what is THE one book that you are looking forward to reading?


About Silver James

I like walks on the wild side and coffee. Lots of coffee. Warning: My Muse runs with scissors. Author of several award-winning series--Moonstruck, Nightriders MC, The Penumbra Papers, and Red Dirt Royalty (Harlequin Desire) & other books! Purveyor of magic, mystery, mayhem and romance. Lots and lots of romance.
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6 Responses to Wednesday Words: Vagaries of The

  1. Wow, that’s a good one there. Go you!

    Gah. Free theme? I just spent twenty minutes trying to decide and then I got wrapped up in tweaking. I have edit brain. Gah. Okay, here’s a bit you might enjoy…

    “Do you all feel the presence of your twin?”
    “We can see them, Master Eenan,” Aryl said. His words earned him a smack to the back of the head even though the Master hadn’t moved from his spot at the other end of the line.
    “Can you feel your twin or not?”
    All of them nodded, including Aryl, but he didn’t see what the point was. He knew Lyra was over there without having to reach for her across the twinning. In the other side of the room, Uuwen must’ve asked them the same question because six heads nodded over there, too. The Mistress gestured in the direction of her brother and suddenly a breeze ruffled all their hair.
    With no more warning than that, Fenwyn’s eyes rolled back in her head and she fell to the floor. Two stumbled and righted themselves. A couple of the others dropped to their knees and retched. Aryl seemed to be the only one on his side of the room who still felt fine. He glanced across the room and saw the twins of the others looking confused and maybe not standing as straight as they had been. Two of them leaned against each other, like they’d been sneaking into the beer. Then he noticed Lyra. She was not only fine, but she was yelling at Mistress Uuwen, Judging by her stance, she was as mad as a summer bull calf.
    He couldn’t hear her words, not even in his head, he was certain Ma would’ve washed her mouth with a stout bar of soap. In fact, he could hear anything from that side of the hall. He reached out over the twinning and, for the first time in his life, he couldn’t feel his sister. If he couldn’t have seen her with his own eyes, he would’ve thought her dead.

    • Silver James says:

      YIKES!!!! Okay, that’s some wicked stuff there. I’m really looking forward to this one. And now I want to know 1) why they weren’t affected and 2) what’s blocking the twinning?

      And thanks. I even managed to get some new words late last night. Progress!

  2. Kathy Baker says:

    Hi Silver, I am most looking forward to reading the next Nightriders book!! I love that series, it was the first books I read that got me hooked on the MC genre. I have reread them many times! Any news about it? I enjoy reading your daily text and just starting to get into your other series. I know they will be awesome!

    Be safe and keep warm! Kathy

    • Silver James says:

      Awwww! THANK YOU! You just made my whole day. After I finish the Boston Wolves, the current WIP, I’m not sure what will be next. I have hopes to add a book to each of my series this year. At the moment, I’m debating whether the Nightriders will be an anthology of shorter novellas, covering more members, or just focusing on one. Easy and the Russian still need their stories told. Some of the other guys have stories, but they could be adapted into an anthology. We’ll see. I have no clue which character will demand to be next. First job is to get Boston dealt with and out there. Then we’ll see who steps up to the plate. 🙂 I hope you enjoy the rest of my worlds, too. ❤

  3. Dawn says:

    Well these books…have 1 by Cara carnes coming out next in her series im looking forward to.

    • Silver James says:

      I know. I’m slow. 😦 Sorry. I’m trying. Yeah, yeah, I can try harder. 😆 I’m still trying to figure out how to get you a Cajun wolf this year, too. Just sayin’… ❤

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