NaNoWriMo - Chapter SevenChapter D
David came rushing up to me. "Are you sure?" he asked me. I held out the device I was holding in my hands to him. "Sure looks that way," I replied. "This looks like a detonation device."
He peered at it intently. "I think you're right. We'll need to get the bomb squad to look at it more closely, but at least we know that we now have to look for bomb equipment too whilst we're searching through all this rubble."
He bagged the device and traipsed off towards our squad car, radioing the details of the find back to headquarters, where word would filter through to the bomb division. He passed Lara on the way through and gave her all of the details of the recent development.
I pursed my lips. I had hoped that this explosion was just a mistake, a gas explosion or something simple to explain. Unfortunately, it appeared that my hopes were to be dashed and things would become decidedly mo
NaNoWriMo - Chapter SixChapter C
"Argument?" I asked, my curiosity immediately piqued. "Who was arguing?"
The woman winced as the paramedic poked her just under the ribs. "I don't know, but it was a woman's voice. She was saying something really loud, but I couldn't make out what she was saying. And then there was a bang " she trailed off.
The paramedic looked at me. "She needs urgent attention. We need to get this thing off her now and get her to hospital."
I nodded. I got on my radio to ask how far we had gotten regarding getting some machinery for the slab. The response was not positive. "Any chance of using an airbag or something like that?" I asked both the paramedic and the disembodied voice at the other end of the radio. The paramedic looked down at the slab, carefully studying how the woman was trapped and said, "It's a possibility. If we can just raise the slab enough, we should be able
NaNoWriMo - Chapter FiveChapter B
Piling into the squad car, Lara started the engine. I sat in the front passenger seat, David in the back, immediately arranging things to look like a mini moving office. It was something that he always did when out on a call with us and having paper strewn about the back seat amongst folders of varying shapes and sizes seemed to work well for him in organising his thoughts about how to approach certain scenarios as well as keeping track of latest developments.
"Where exactly are we headed?" Lara asked David, as she exited the parking lot.
"Down this road, turn left at the T junction, and then right at the first set of traffic lights. Follow that road and it will lead you straight to the origin," David replied.
Sirens blaring, we followed his directions to the letter and quickly found ourselves on the main thoroughfare that the explosion had occurred on. There were people everywhere, most running away from the dust cloud that was des
NaNoWriMo - Chapter FourChapter A
"Rick, I can't believe you've only got a month left with us!" Lara exclaimed, as she sat opposite me in our little cubicle farm.
I smiled contentedly at her. I glanced at the calendar and sure enough, there was only a few more short weeks left before I was free. It sure had crept up on me.
"What do you think you'll do with all of that spare time you'll soon have?" she asked me.
"Oh, I don't know. I was thinking of just being able to sleep past six in the morning," I grinned wickedly at her, knowing full well that she would have to continue getting up at horrible hours. She laughed at me, before throwing a scrunched up ball of note paper my way, which hit me on the head before coming to a rest next to my computer monitor.
"Just you wait and see, mister! You'll soon become so bored, you'll be begging to come back to this old grind," she giggled.
"I doubt it," I responded. "Kath has already got a list as long as h
NaNoWriMo - Chapter ThreeChapter Three
Bob peered at me, as he grabbed some paper towels. He placed them in the wash basin, before turning the hot tap on.
I fidgeted a little, knowing that he was going to get me to wash my bloodied hands. They looked worse than they actually were, but they still needed quick attention.
"You know you need to wash them. You're a mess," he admonished me as I pouted at him. He brought the towels to me and placed them in my hands. I grimaced as they stung, but I knew I needed to keep them there for as long as I could. Maybe if I could clear some of the blood, I could see what sort of damage had been done. I knew that I was going to at least need some band-aids to stem some of the blood flow and I was hoping desperately that that was all I required. I hated having my hands bound by anything. I gently wiped one hand, then the other.
"What happened?" he asked.
I looked up at him.
NaNoWriMo - Chapter TwoChapter Two
Sound began to filter through the nothingness. A ringing was pressing through my eardrums, no matter how much I tried to clamp my hands down on my ears. I gave up and let my hands drop to my lap as I sat there.
Everything around me was grey. The very air was visible in the strange after effects of whatever had just happened. I started to see people move towards and past me coated in dust; some bleeding; all visibly in shock.
A strange sense of purpose stirred within me as I sat on the sidewalk. I should get up and help somehow, shouldn't I? But would I know what to do? I worked in an office for Gods sake! I pushed paper for a living nothing that would help me now, surely?
But anything would have to better than just sitting here, wouldn't it?
I crawled over to the nearest building; not daring to trust my legs to hold me up just yet. I leaned against the wall and forcibly
NaNoWriMo - Chapter OneChapter One
"My word! Will this day never end?!"
I glanced at Michelle, as she complained bitterly about the lengthy work day. My colleague of two years had always been vocal about her work when she was feeling stressed; today being no different. I knew that she had an assignment due for our boss by the end of the day and, as usual, had left things to the last minute. Now she was scrambling to make everything fit together in time for the deadline, as well as allowing time for our lunch out. We rarely had enough spare time to eat out nowadays, and today was a rare treat that we had organised weeks ago to celebrate a recent birthday. One way or another we were both determined to make this lunch; but I feared that if she didn't pull her act together, she wouldn't be able to make our fast approaching appointment.
"You know, we can always postp-" I began.
"So help me, if you tell me one more time that we can postpone that lunch, I'll ti