I love update post day! It means that I’ve made progress on my WIP, and that I’m ever closer to my goal of releasing Working the Asset. Since the last… Read more Working the Asset — Update 20th August →
Caleb whipped his head around, panic in his eyes. “I can’t make her talk if she doesn’t know anything.”
Sébastien smiled. “I can make her talk.”
Caleb backed away, relief radiating off his muscular frame.
Sébastien pulled up a swivel chair and parked it opposite Emma. “We both know you’re lying, and we both know that physical threats mean nothing to you. So, let’s play a game of who’s more important to you than Kelvin Maxwell.”
It’s been a couple of weeks since I did an update post for Working the Asset. Since the last update, I’ve blasted through Pass #4, the aim of which is… Read more Working the Asset — Update 10th August →
The truth was he didn’t know if anything was wrong. His instincts had let him down ever since he’d gone undercover in the Consortium. Sébastien’s duplicity had gone undetected by Kelvin’s notoriously infallible instincts for more than a year. “Probably nothing.”
Time for a quick update on Working the Asset. My goal for July was to complete Pass #3 (Premise). Amazingly enough, I managed to achieve that on Saturday–a whole week… Read more Working the Asset – Update 27 July →
I had zero plans of posting a progress update on Working the Asset until Sunday. In my last post, I said that I had the foolish goal of finishing the… Read more Working the Asset – Update 23 July →
It’s been a few weeks since I last updated on my progress on Working the Asset. As I mentioned in a previous update, I’m writing my outline with my non-dominant… Read more Working the Asset – Update 20 July →
He checked his weapon over and didn’t fail to notice Amy was packing a Barreta. His Amy really was capable. Though, she wasn’t his anything. She was a distraction from his mission. A temptation to walk away from it.
Harvey pulled the cover back across but paused before closing her into the darkness once more. “You did good.”
Harvey looped his arms under Kelvin’s. “Take a leg each, and be ready, he’s going to be a dead weight.”
Amy shot him a look. “He’s still breathing.”
“Not if you don’t hurry up,” Harvey muttered.