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Jessie: She took one last look at her fellow passengers as they began to trickle back from a day spent sunning on beaches and buying souvenirs they would have no time to regret. She grabbed her purse stuffed with four false passports and local currency. If the timing device on the bomb worked as advertised the ship would be at least a nautical mile offshore before it detonated. She, on the other hand, would be sipping a tropical drink at a beach bar and congratulating herself on another job well done.
Edith/Maddie: Jimmy calculated his chances of aiming the hook at the end of his tension wire at exactly the right balcony on the other ship. He knew the departing passengers would never glance up as he made his way across, but if he landed in the wrong stateroom, the housekeeper making the bed would have to die.
Sherry: I watched the crowds stream towards the island. Before anyone got on the water slide, it would become a tower of terror.
Liz: I wonder which person’s room out of this cadre of merry travelers I’d left the body in.
Barb: Without turning my head, I looked as far right and then left as possible. How long would I last if I swam for it? The big man at my side pulled in tighter, bumping my shoulder, as if I needed to be reminded he was there. We walked on, against the throng, him in his dark suit and tie. I wondered what the chattering holidaymakers made of us.
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The ship’s doctor watched as the happy passengers strolled towards the boarding ramp. His soon-to-be victims had no idea they were about to strand themselves aboard his hunting ground.
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I’d seen the island in a dream, or a nightmare to be accurate. One in which the shops were still anchored in place, but not a living soul was to be found.
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Creepy in a great way!
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This gave me a chill!
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Considering the lane between the ship and the amusement park was going to be like playing an old arcade game. He just had to get his bomb through the crowd of people inside his little doggie robot like hitting the flippers and making it ding as it attracted the attention of the patrons who just thought how cute it was until he could hit his target gathering him the big prize – his hit contract of one million dollars. Nothing was going to keep him from collecting!
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Excellent, Kay!
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It WAS the perfect day! With the throngs heading for the lame roller coaster and the shoddy old carnival, it would be hours before anyone noticed something askew with the lifeboat. And I will have sailed away as a stowaway on the other ship.
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Love it, Vida!
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I watched the passengers stream toward the land. The ship would be almost deserted. A perfect time to execute my plan.
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I love this because I want to know more!
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Jamie calmly snugged the MK-13 to his should and lined up the sights. A smile curled the edges of his lips. The last thought that crossed his mind before his brain exploded into a million fragments was that this would be like shooting fish in a barrel.
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Oooh! Someone was after him!
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Big boats scare me. Cruises scare me. Being on the ocean with all that water beneath scares me. But nothing scares me as much as that strange man who keeps showing up wherever I go.
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This gave me a chill too! Well done!
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Mrs. Pollifax’s latest assignment seemed simple enough. Enjoy a cruise, but on this day, meet up with a passenger from a competing cruise company’s ship that just happened to be docked in the same point to get a package for Carstairs. She took a deep breath. She knew things wouldn’t turn out to be that simple. Turning to the door of her room, she headed out to see what her latest assignment would bring her.
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I love this and I love Mrs. Polifax!
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