The prompt didn't exactly get fulfilled, but it got me to finally get this chapter out of my head and on to the page. I had tried to avoid writing a torture scene in this short story since I am not good at writing that, but when I skipped it my beta editor kept getting really confused by what I had envisioned. And so with some numbers in there, I got the chapter written. What follows is a snapshot of the chapter.
Favourite writing from this week:
While he spoke, R took the opportunity to discretely tap the side of her foot three times. They didn't seem to know who she worked for, so she assumed they hadn't disabled her tracker. Perhaps if she kept them talking, her rescuers would find her before anything happened to her.
“And so, as he built his company in the wake of our humiliation, we vowed to seek revenge forever more.”
It seemed it wouldn't be too hard to keep them talking.
“We waited patiently, growing our new business from the ashes of the old. And like a phoenix we have been reborn. Now is our time to seek glorious payback. And from his success, his downfall will be so much sweeter.” The man smiled, staring off into the distance, perhaps seeing a chorus of angels singing his praises.
“Let's get to the plan, Rob,” the second man interrupted the daydream.
“Of course.” He shook his head quickly, as if to shake off the fantasy. “It's quite simple really. We need you to wipe Jerome Cardinal’s identity from the Internet.”
R blinked.
“Well, did you hear me?”
“Yes, I heard you. Sorry, I don't think you realise how difficult that will be.” R was tempted to laugh. Even Q would find it difficult. “Bank statements and credit cards, those are hard, but I can manage. But a person’s entire identity? You know the government has copies of birth certificates, right? Not to mention driver’s licenses, marriage certificates, university enroll--”
“That's enough!”
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