I wrote about 2k words today. Which is the entirety of Chapter 2. Considering I want to write 10 chapters before the end of the month, I need to get a move on and at least write a chapter a day.
Here's an excerpt of chapter 2:
Evelyn rolled her eyes and dropped the duffel bag on the ground. She shrugged out of her backpack, and pulled out a notebook. She scribbled some information on a piece of paper and then replaced the notebook and backpack to their rightful places. She pushed the bag toward the man with her foot, and then shoved the piece of paper into the man’s abnormally large hand.
He looked at the paper before looking back at Evelyn. “Alright, Miss Evelyn Stevenson. I’ll make sure that you get your bag. Thank you for your cooperation. You may be on your way.”
Evelyn raised her eyebrow, but didn’t say anything. Instead, she moved around him, opening the door, ready to head toward the ticketing counter to rebook her flight.
She had just opened the door to the closet and taken one step outside, before she felt a tug on her backpack and she was dragged back into the closet, the door slamming in her face.
“What the hell?” She exclaimed whipping around to face her abductor.
“Change of plans, love. You’re going to have to stick with me. I’ll just take you to the solicitor's office, and we’ll find a way for you to go on your merry way after that.”
“Excuse me?” Evelyn exclaimed. “I’m not going anywhere with you. Who do you think I am? I don’t just leave airports with strangers. You said I could leave if I gave you the bag. I gave you the bag. Now let me go.”
The man sighed. “Look, I would love to just send you on your way right now, and have you off of my hands. The last thing I want right now is to babysit some American chit. However, standing right outside that door are two members of the Fitzgerald gang. I can’t in good faith let you walk out there and get taken by those men, because they certainly won’t be as nice as I am.”
“Wait, I’m confused. Why would some gang want to take me?”
“Because they probably think you’re Megan. It’s the only explanation I can think of why they’re staked out in front of this door.”
Evelyn shook her head. “Wait, Megan is wanted by a gang? I really don’t understand what’s going on here.”
“Look, I don’t have time to explain. I’ll just tell you that I’m a private detective here in London, and I was sent here to collect Megan. Instead I found you. Now the gang thinks you’re Megan. The only solution is for me to take you to my connection at the solicitor’s office and we’ll figure out where to go from there,” he explained.
“No,” Evelyn said.
“No? What do you mean, ‘no’?”
“I mean, no, I’m not going with you, I’m going to walk out that door and go to ticketing, and get on my flight to Athens. I have no intention on staying here any longer than necessary.”
“Didn’t you hear anything I said? Those men are no good, love. They’re not going to just let you waltz on by.”
“Then I’ll just calmly explain that I’m not the girl they’re looking for.”
Evelyn didn’t give the detective any chance to respond. She just turned on her heel, flung the door open, and walked out into the busy airport.
Word Count: 4640/15000
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