Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Escape #3

If you have not read the background of this story, you can go back to Tuesdays on this blog to catch up. I'm linking in with Josie 2 Shoes for Two Shoes Tuesday and the words leaf and little. The story continues......

Jack asked a few more questions, including where she might be staying. This question really sent a chill up Frances’ spine. She quickly wrapped her sandwich in a napkin, drank her coffee, and stood up to leave.

“Hey, we just got acquainted. Where are you going?”

“I have some things to attend to yet this evening, so need to run. Perhaps we’ll see each other again.” With that she walked in the opposite direction of her hotel and ducked into an Internet cafe several blocks down the street, checking often to see if Jack was following her.

She paid for use of one of the computers, and quickly accessed the Internet to see what she could find in the newspapers. On the second page a headline read, “Son of kingpin Guido Venzetti found dead in his home. Wife Felicia missing and being sought by police.” Frances read on further to see that the police suspected the death of her husband may have been self-defense, as there was evidence of her blood at the scene as well. The police had found no sign of Felicia and are asking that anyone with any information step forward.

Frances sat back in her chair, studying the article. Even if the police think I might have been defending myself, that does not mean Franco’s dad wouldn’t be sending out a contract for me. I have to keep running. If they find out I’ve changed my name and boarded the ship, they will be looking for me right here in England. They had ways to make people talk.


Being careful to avoid the cafe where she had met Jack, she took some side streets back to her hotel. At a travel agency near the hotel, she bought a plane ticket for the next morning to Madrid, Spain. Madrid was a big city where she might be able to escape any questions, turn over another new leaf. She knew a little Spanish from college, and bought a Spanish language book at the travel agency to brush up.  

At the hotel, she removed her bag from the safe, and walked into the elevator. Just as the doors closed, she noted that Jack was approaching the counter in the hotel, but she was pretty sure he did not see her. Was he looking for her? She went to her room and packed all her bags and called for a valet to take her luggage, except for her money, and hail a cab. Taking the service elevator to the lobby, she tied her hood from her sweatshirt around her head and watched to make sure Jack was not in the lobby. It would be safer to stay at the airport than to risk running into him again. He was nowhere in sight.

Okay, my dear friends...what do you see happening next with Frances as she makes a run for Spain. How does Jack figure into all this? Join me next week for the next chapter!

Be sure to check with Josie to read other stories on her two prompts!

Linda Kay

21 comments:

eViL pOp TaRt said...

Linda Kay, it is a thrilling start. I hope it ends happily.

John's Island said...

Hi Linda Kay, OK, see you next week for sure! :-) John

TexWisGirl said...

oh, jack's tailing her, for sure!

Val said...

Another piece of the story. Isn't it interesting that with a little inspiration the story starts to write itself and continue on. I'm thinking Jack is okay - a friend who knows the situation and chooses to remain anonymous for a reason (who knows)

Jeanne said...

Good morning Linda Kay. I have commented on the posts I missed and enjoyed this story. I can only imagine what happens in Madrid. I do think Jack is keeping an eye out.

We have lovely Spring weather today. So nice.
Hugs, Jeanne

Carola Bartz said...

Hm, what is this Jack person doing? Is he an under cover agent looking for Felicia-Frances? This is quite thrilling - and I hope for a good ending.

William Kendall said...

She needs to keep running!

Linda said...

She shouldn't stop. Happy St. Patrick's Day, Linda. :)

Lux Ganzon said...

Thrilling! Wonder what happens next.

Mike said...

Spain will just be a short stop.

Michelle F said...

Hi, Linda Kay!

For sure, I don't know!

I do hope your having a great St. Patrick's Day!! xoxo

carolann said...

Getting pretty intense here.

It is interesting Linda Kay.

I am sure the ending will be fine
you writing it.

Gosia k said...

it is a fantastic story

The Yum List said...

I'm wondering if Jack will turn out to be friend or foe?

Dixie@dcrelief said...

Linda Kay - forgive me for playing here! Couldn't resist! your story is so amazing and inspires me to go nuts with a twist:

Jack stares in the mirror at the face he never truly knows. That plastic surgeon did a top job some eight years ago. had it been eight years that he'd been gone from home. Well, his friends in Spain would welcome him, old face or new. They had never let him down. It would be tough for a day or so, remembering Melissa. The honeymoon to end all honeymoons. My God, he missed her more now than ever. She was his only love. Well... not quite. Francis had been his first love. He wondered where she might be? Was she married? Of course, she would be. (Must straighten the tie and head out to the airport.)

Francis left the cab, heading toward the line waiting for customs and all the airport rituals. Oh God, how she hated this. Anxiety was building... and yet in the midst, Jack crossed her mind. Oh dear Lord, fifty shades of trouble and he's on my mind, now? What was it about him that drew her in? Something surreal and yet... trusting? Was that possible she should think a complete stranger as someone to trust? (She suddenly wished she had worn socks.)

Francis? My God, could it be he was actually talking to her and didn't know it? Those eyes... he would never forget those eyes. He had been so distracted by the hair color change... but... was it her? Did she somehow recognize him? No, that couldn't be. After Melissa was killed by that mobster, he'd left the country. He never thought to call Francis for help. He hadn't seen her since they were lovers in college. Besides, they broke for good.

Francis fiddled with her passport and couldn't help scouring the terminal. She must get to Spain. She'd call Maddie and Ben once she got there. She knew they'd help her, if only for a little while. Momentarily, she allowed her mind to drift back to thoughts of Jack. Those eyes. Something soft, warm, familiar... oh God, she was going crazy.

Cherdo said...

...she'd better have her antennae up! I think she has reason to believe she might be a target!

Old Egg said...

Why do always feel so anxious when I read your stories. The potential threat to the safety of the heroine makes me come up best responses and evasion plans. Looking forward to next week.

Patricia said...

Oh my. So many questions running around in my head. Next week is sooo far away.

Janie Junebug said...

I saw a documentary that demonstrated how to go into hiding. You have to say on Facebook that you're going on a long vacation, cut off all social media, and travel as far as you can from your home. Every time you go in a restaurant or any business, you're supposed to wear a hat and sunglasses. Maybe your character can use some of these tips.

Love,
Janie

Josie Two Shoes said...

The suspense is building! I can't imagine being Frances, constantly being on the lookout for someone looking for you, wanting to turn over a new leaf, but knowing that no matter where you go there is the danger of being found out. "Oh what a tangled web we weave..." I have no idea how this will all play out, but I doubt that her plan will run smoothly! Great writing Linda Kay!

Anita said...

Exciting! :)

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