It's another bright, sunny Sunday here in Mauritius. Spring is definitely here, finally! Yes, time is running way fast - I have no clue where this past week went, and wham! - it's time for exciting SSS excerpts again.
Without further ado (and me waxing lyrical because I think the sun is getting to what's left of my brain!), let's head to Marseille and that scene on the darkened doorstep of police commissaire Gerard's house. We're still in the early chapters of Walking The Edge, and things start to take a turn for the worst - or for the better maybe, when it appears nothing is as it seems...
Last week, Gerard was on his knees, brought down by a boot-kick in the stomach and a fist slam to the temple. His assailant was bringing out a gun...
Time stood still while he tried to breathe and remain conscious.
And then something happened so quickly he had trouble grasping it; the guy howled and went down, his free hand clutching his neck as Gerard caught sight of a cherry-red flash.
The thug lifted and aimed his gun - another red flash haloed the first; two shots rang, and the thug slumped.
Gerard moved his gaze to where the flashes had appeared, and he saw his Sig in the hands of the one who'd saved him.
Legs braced, back straight, she held the gun in both hands, the left cupping the right, with wisps of smoke gently drifting from the barrel.
He blinked when he focused on her face. ..."
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From Mauritius with love,