{"id":3048,"date":"2015-07-22T08:38:44","date_gmt":"2015-07-22T12:38:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.skelleyverse.com\/?p=3048"},"modified":"2016-11-09T14:05:15","modified_gmt":"2016-11-09T19:05:15","slug":"arent-ya-gonna-shoot-him","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/arent-ya-gonna-shoot-him\/","title":{"rendered":"Aren&#8217;t Ya Gonna Shoot Him?"},"content":{"rendered":"<ul>\n<li>Either way, I am quickly losing faith in the Deutschepost.<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright wp-image-24\" src=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/k-avatar.png\" alt=\"k-avatar\" width=\"81\" height=\"81\" \/><\/li>\n<li>wanted the reader to be kidnapped<\/li>\n<li>&#8220;You appear to be astonished,&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>I will deliver it by hand.<\/li>\n<li>taken in by a pair of handsome con artists<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p><strong>Tune In Next Time Part 2 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 <\/strong><a href=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/tune-in-next-time\/\">Click Here for Earlier Installments<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Aren&#8217;t ya gonna shoot him?&#8221; Tessa asked.<\/p>\n<p>John smirked harder, then turned a softer smile her way. &#8220;It&#8217;ll be more fun if I don&#8217;t, babe.&#8221; He kissed her.<\/p>\n<p>I turned away, the sight of that smooch worse than my own imminent demise. I looked over at the old pilings, where the high-tide level was marked by the sudden absence of snaggletoothed masses of mussels and barnacles. That level was at least a foot over my head. Shit. Each lazy swell rode higher up my torso, soon they&#8217;d be lapping my chin like cold, fishy-smelling Saint Bernards.<\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;You appear to be astonished,&#8221;<\/em> John said. &#8220;Didn&#8217;t you know\u00a0what I was planning?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Tessa,&#8221; I said, &#8220;you don&#8217;t want to see this. Make him put you ashore.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She shook her auburn head, smiling playfully\u00a0and winking. Shit.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;John, this is stupid,&#8221; I tried. &#8220;It&#8217;s like sending a ransom note when you <em>wanted the reader to be kidnapped<\/em>. How are you going to pull this off without me?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I have the map, moron!&#8221; John called.<\/p>\n<p>I shrugged. &#8220;Unless you don&#8217;t.&#8221; I always was the better poker player. &#8220;I knew you had the combination to that safe, so I took some precautions. Of course, now I don&#8217;t know if the original made it back to me, or if the phony was misdirected.&#8221; Another shrug. &#8220;<em>Either way, I am quickly losing faith in the Deutschepost.<\/em>&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>John laughed. &#8220;Nice try,&#8221; he said.<\/p>\n<p>Tessa huffed and folded her arms, buoying her cleavage like the inflatable speedboat she sat in. &#8220;Why&#8217;d I hafta get <em>taken in by a pair of handsome con artists<\/em>? It&#8217;s gettin&#8217; cold out here, John, just shoot him already.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>John grumbled, but to my horror he raised the harpoon gun and took careful aim.<\/p>\n<p>Click. The weapon didn&#8217;t fire.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Run for it!&#8221; Tessa yelled.<\/p>\n<p>I started hauling myself backwards, dragging the blocks chained to my feet, fighting the undertow. John tried the gun two more times, then snarled coldly, &#8220;<em>I will deliver it by hand.<\/em>&#8221; He slid the long projectile from the barrel and started the zodiac&#8217;s motor.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"Stichomancy Writing Prompts\" href=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/stichomancy-writing-prompts\/\">about stichomancy writing prompts<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/stichomancy-writing-prompt-generator\/\">try our stichomancy writing prompt generator!<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Either way, I am quickly losing faith in the Deutschepost. wanted the reader to be kidnapped &#8220;You appear to be astonished,&#8221; I will deliver it by hand. taken in by a pair of handsome con artists Tune In Next Time Part 2 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[319,4],"tags":[402,357,332,401,403],"class_list":["post-3048","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-stichomancy-prompts","category-writing-prompts","tag-betrayal","tag-boat","tag-crime","tag-harpoon","tag-tune-in-next-time"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3048","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3048"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3048\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4247,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3048\/revisions\/4247"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3048"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3048"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3048"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}