By David Lowis
The visitor peers through the grimy garage window. Hanging on the wall: rope, chains, meat hooks. On a table: pliers, secateurs, masking tape. In a corner: a stained armchair. On the floor: folded tarpaulin and a padlocked trapdoor.
He walks up to the house and knocks.
A muffled voice comes back. “Who’s there?”
“I’m here about the bike you’re selling,” the visitor shouts.
The door opens. Soulless eyes look him up and down. “The bike’s in the garage. Did you come alone?”
“Yes, just me, I’m afraid,” the visitor says, reassured by the weight of the gun inside his coat pocket.
Ohhh, chills. Who will win this battle of nerves? The seller might be an innocent butcher, or the buyer could be tracking a killer to his layer… so many options to choose from! Great way to spark the reader’s imagination!
Very nice, David!
Heart racing stuff. Nicely paced. Well done.
Great pacing! I loved the ending.
Cleverly crafted and ends with suspense. Bravo!
Thanks all for your kind comments.
Really good setup, pace, ending. Enjoyed it.