Wednesday Words: Nothing Good

Today is Wednesday so there are words. NEW words! Yay! I even got an honerable mention for the original 250 words based on this Thursday Threads prompt: *There was nothing good left.* Tosay is also April 19th. It’a an anniversay of the Murrah Federal Building bombing. It’s been 28 years. Those of us who were won’t ever forget. FYI, this snppet is from Moonstruck Mafia. Hope you enjoy.
The door clicked behind her but Maura ignored the skitter of unease that skittered up her spine. A high-backed leather chair was drawn up in front of the desk. Head high, she strode to it and sat stiffly, her gaze sharply focused on the man behind the desk. She had glimpsed him in various courtrooms and in the hallways of the courthouse but sitting here, within six feet of him? A handsome man, Brian O’Hara was in his late sixties. His cronies called him Brian Boru after an Irish king and the tribute fit since he was the king of Boston’s Irish mob.
He smiled at her, and his eyes lit with merriment. He sat there behind the elegant, antique desk looking benign and grandfatherly, which made him all the more terrifying.

“I don’t believe I ever suspected that Assistant District Attorney Maura Brannigan twould be sittin’ across m’desk from me.”

She didn’t return his smile. “And here I believed that eventually, you’d be sitting in a courtroom at the defense table while I sat at the prosecutor’s.”

“Life is funny that way.” He leaned back and studied her before his gaze focused on the tall man leaning a shoulder against the office door. “She’s sharp, Ronan.”

“Aye, Bri, she is.”

Maura kept her poker face firmly in place. The DA had once admitted that her’s was the best in the office. Not in the mood for small talk, she got right to the point. “You’re the one who wanted to see me, Mr. O’Hara. Why am I here?”

“And blunt too.”

When she glanced back, Ronan’s face matched her own. “Aye, that too.”

Brian’s expression turned shrewd, all pretense of good nature fleeing. “Would ya like to be DA, Maura Brannigan?”

For a split second, her composure shattered. Then reason—and reality—returned. “No.”

“And why not?”

“For the same reason I turned in my resignation.”

“And that would be?”

“There was nothing good left. Not anymore.”

“Fine then. Call me if ya change yer mind.”

“I won’t.”

He laughed. “Ya have yer hands full for sure, boyo.”

“Aye,” Ronan agreed.

The twinkle in his eyes made her want to snarl. Instead, she swiveled back around and eyed the old mobster. “I know Declan Donahue is your attorney.” Brian raised a brow but said nothing. “He’s good.” She waited a moment before continuing.. “I’m better. And I find that I’m in need of a job.”
There you have it. Good news is, I get to pick up my glasses this morning. Yay! That means I’ll be back at work this afternoon. t least I hope I will. I’m ready to finish CROSSFIRE and get back to Boston, and all the other settings where the characters have been jammering at me. LOL Happy Hump Day!


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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4 Responses to Wednesday Words: Nothing Good

  1. Kimber says:

    My thoughts ❤️ are with you on this day.
    I love Crossfire, but Im so looking forward to Boston Mob again 😉
    Especially since Mafia/Bratva is heavily on my read list.
    Good Luck with your specks.

  2. bookwyrm217 says:

    Some good news on this date!!!! Hope the glasses are working!!
    Love the snippet!!!

    • Silver James says:

      They arrived unexpectedly soon so yay! And I can read my phone without a magnifying glass so another yay! My only “problem” now is the intermediate vision–ie. working on the somputer. I haven’t found the “sweet spot” for the monitor which is a pain in the neck. Literally. LOLOL That said, I can work in longer spurts now so yayayay! And thanks on the snippet.

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