http://taostwimc.blogspot.com/2011/07/twimc-annie-bradly-part-1and-2.html
http://taostwimc.blogspot.com/2011/07/twimc-annie-bradly-part-3.html
http://taostwimc.blogspot.com/2011/07/twimc-annie-bradly-part-4.html
The phone rings for the umpteenth time since Annie locked herself in her office earlier that day, she knew it was either, the D.A, her client, the judge's office, but by now it was mainly her assistant making sure she was still alive.
Annie answered, "Yes, I am alive." She thought to herself, "At least for two more weeks that is." She chuckled at that thought as she nursed her bourbon, her fourth since she got in.
The phone rings again. "I am going to fire that guy, can't he tell i just want to be alone?" Annie says to herself just before she answers, "Jack, I'm alive, pack your things and get-"
"Annie!" Ben interrupts, "I wanted to check up on you, I heard about this morning."
"Oh, Ben. I don't know what to do."
"I haven't found anything out yet. As best as I can tell, the signature on your letter matches the others ones that have been made public. Your letter was also handwritten, which means whoever signed it must have had a lot of practice."
"That is fine, but does that get you any closer to who wants me dead?"
"Just for the work I have done for you, I could write a novel with all the people that want you dead."
"Hardy hardy har har, what do you suggest I do?"
"Don't run, I would listen to them and stay, but can you act like you did? Maybe whoever it is will chase you, but you won't have gone anywhere?"
"Okay. Let me do a couple of things, then I will call you again." The lines go dead as both parties hang up.
Friday, July 29, 2011
Thursday, July 28, 2011
TWiMC- Annie Bradly: Part 4
http://taostwimc.blogspot.com/2011/07/twimc-annie-bradly-part-1and-2.html
http://taostwimc.blogspot.com/2011/07/twimc-annie-bradly-part-3.html
Knowing Ben would take care of the little problem of Daniel-Edison Ath, Annie touched up her make-up. The past 10 years after leaving the District Attorney's office have not been the easiest on her.
Annie skimmed her notes for today's trial. The client; a man, mid 30's, rap sheet longer than the Amazon, as guilty as sin. Annie knew she would get a not-guilty verdict, remembering her blouse, "Maybe the meeting with Ben was a blessing in disguise," she thought out loud.
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"All rise for the Honorable Judge Henry Lakewood," proclaimed the bailiff. The judge, an older man, takes his seat followed by the sound of everyone else sitting in unison that Annie knew all too well.
The prosecutor rose and walked to the jury, making sure to make eye contact with them all. "Ladies and gentlemen, today you will come face to face with not a man, but a monster. He single-handed caused the death of five..." His words trailed off in Annie's mind.
"Death," a simple work, with so much meaning, pounded away in Annie's head. This late morning, every time she head it, it was like years being cut off her life.
As the prosecutor kept going, Annie could feel her brain wishing to explode. She was strong, but this was too much. Annie quickly stood up, everyone expecting her to object to the blatant bashing of her client, instead all she did was run out of the court room as fast as her 3 inch heels would let her.
To be continued...
http://taostwimc.blogspot.com/2011/07/twimc-annie-bradly-part-3.html
Knowing Ben would take care of the little problem of Daniel-Edison Ath, Annie touched up her make-up. The past 10 years after leaving the District Attorney's office have not been the easiest on her.
Annie skimmed her notes for today's trial. The client; a man, mid 30's, rap sheet longer than the Amazon, as guilty as sin. Annie knew she would get a not-guilty verdict, remembering her blouse, "Maybe the meeting with Ben was a blessing in disguise," she thought out loud.
_______
"All rise for the Honorable Judge Henry Lakewood," proclaimed the bailiff. The judge, an older man, takes his seat followed by the sound of everyone else sitting in unison that Annie knew all too well.
The prosecutor rose and walked to the jury, making sure to make eye contact with them all. "Ladies and gentlemen, today you will come face to face with not a man, but a monster. He single-handed caused the death of five..." His words trailed off in Annie's mind.
"Death," a simple work, with so much meaning, pounded away in Annie's head. This late morning, every time she head it, it was like years being cut off her life.
As the prosecutor kept going, Annie could feel her brain wishing to explode. She was strong, but this was too much. Annie quickly stood up, everyone expecting her to object to the blatant bashing of her client, instead all she did was run out of the court room as fast as her 3 inch heels would let her.
To be continued...
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
TWiMC- Annie Bradly: Part 3
http://taostwimc.blogspot.com/2011/07/twimc-annie-bradly-part-1and-2.html
Annie quickly got dressed putting on her most revealing yet professional top, maybe the intrigue would help Ben to lower his rates.
As Annie pulled into the usual 24-hour coffeehouse, she could see Ben by the window watching her pull up. She always wandered how he never buckled the chairs from his weight. Ben was ready as always, sweating even in the cool fall evening, Annie's usual drink delivered to the table just as she sat down.
Before either could speak Annie handed the letter, sans envelope. "A pleasure as always Ben."
"I tried to research the name as i was waiting for you, the oddest thing though. No one, real, has the name Daniel-Edison Ath.
I did however find some references, going back 150 years, speaking of people finding very similar letters to yours just after their loved ones died. What I think you have is a stalker, one who likes conspiracy theories."
"That is fine and dandy, but how is that going to keep me alive?"
"Best I can tell, no one has lived longer than their letter stated. Although, there was one case, a Victor Shepherd, who died before his said he would."
"Can you examine it for me anyways, see what you can find out?"
"I'll see what I can do, out of curiosity."
"And about the price?"
Looking down at Annie's blouse, "Maybe I can do this one on the house."
To be continued...
Annie quickly got dressed putting on her most revealing yet professional top, maybe the intrigue would help Ben to lower his rates.
As Annie pulled into the usual 24-hour coffeehouse, she could see Ben by the window watching her pull up. She always wandered how he never buckled the chairs from his weight. Ben was ready as always, sweating even in the cool fall evening, Annie's usual drink delivered to the table just as she sat down.
Before either could speak Annie handed the letter, sans envelope. "A pleasure as always Ben."
"I tried to research the name as i was waiting for you, the oddest thing though. No one, real, has the name Daniel-Edison Ath.
I did however find some references, going back 150 years, speaking of people finding very similar letters to yours just after their loved ones died. What I think you have is a stalker, one who likes conspiracy theories."
"That is fine and dandy, but how is that going to keep me alive?"
"Best I can tell, no one has lived longer than their letter stated. Although, there was one case, a Victor Shepherd, who died before his said he would."
"Can you examine it for me anyways, see what you can find out?"
"I'll see what I can do, out of curiosity."
"And about the price?"
Looking down at Annie's blouse, "Maybe I can do this one on the house."
To be continued...
Monday, July 25, 2011
TWiMC- Annie Bradly: Part 1and 2
To whom it may concern,
I am writing one, Miss Annabel Bradly. I would like to inform you that in two weeks time from the day you receive this letter, you will die.
There is no running from this death. I like to write as a fore warning so you may get your accounts in order and be prepared.
I will not give you details, they are not important.
The day we meet will be your last, I apologize for this, but most do not even get this warning.
You have these two weeks on me, please use them wisely.
In deepest regret,
I am writing one, Miss Annabel Bradly. I would like to inform you that in two weeks time from the day you receive this letter, you will die.
There is no running from this death. I like to write as a fore warning so you may get your accounts in order and be prepared.
I will not give you details, they are not important.
The day we meet will be your last, I apologize for this, but most do not even get this warning.
You have these two weeks on me, please use them wisely.
In deepest regret,
Daniel-Edison Ath
____________________________________________________________________________
As Annie read the letter she crinkled her face at the words "two weeks," and thought to herself, "Who would even try to threaten me?" She quickly called her private investigator.
"Annie, what fun do you have for me today?" Ben sarcastically asked.
"Oh, Ben, always such a joy to talk to, considering I am your best client. I am in need of your services."
"Okay, okay, what is it this time? Cheating husband, guilty client, new toy?"
"That is just it, I don't know. I got a letter today, to my home address..." Annie trailed off.
"Your home address? I can't even find that, what did it say?" Ben asked, intriguingly."
"I think it is a death threat, it says I have two weeks to live. The problem is that I don't recognize the name signed to it, Daniel-Edison Ath."
"Annie, I don't know what to tell you, I'll be at our normal meeting place in 10."
"Okay, Ben, I'll see you there," the phone clicks as Ben turns off his tape recorder and hangs up.
To be continued...
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
My Father
When I was out doing my Christmas shopping I called my Mom to ask her what to get my Dad, since be it his birthday, Father's Day, or Christmas he always thought of other's first and would sat he wanted "Nothin." My mom said he had ruined all his t-shirts working over the summer and needed some new ones. I found some funny ones like "If my killer looks had better aim I wouldn't need to use a gun." Then I saw one with a scenic background with a Jesus Fish on it, in the corner it said "Jeremiah 16:16" and I looked it up on my phone, it says, ""Behold, I am sending for many fishers, declares the Lord, and they shall catch them. And afterward I will send for many hunters, and they shall hunt them from every mountain and every hill, and out of the clefts of the rocks." I read it and it opitimized my dad; a fisher, a hunter, and most importantly a Godly man.
I wrote this to read at my dad's funeral a couple years ago.
I wrote this to read at my dad's funeral a couple years ago.
To Whom It May Concern
This is my first post.
A post of my intentions.
I intend to write more, and post them here, my poems, stories, essays, just whatever.
My rambling thoughts will still be on my other blog though, which I also intend to post on more. http://taos777.blogspot.com/
I may also post old writings that I find on here, all posts will also be on my PostPoems account and my Facebook.
A post of my intentions.
I intend to write more, and post them here, my poems, stories, essays, just whatever.
My rambling thoughts will still be on my other blog though, which I also intend to post on more. http://taos777.blogspot.com/
I may also post old writings that I find on here, all posts will also be on my PostPoems account and my Facebook.
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