Daily Prompt: Question

From The Grey House, Book One:

“I watched as she spoke to ten individuals, yet only half remember talking to her. Interestingly enough, the ones claiming amnesia are some of the most flirtatious of your guests.” Vincent raised an inquisitive eyebrow. “The others stated she asked them questions of the city, like a tourist would ask. I considered talking to her myself, but I wanted you to witness it, in case I forget.”

Daily Prompt: Headline

From The Grey House, Book One:

It took a long time to convince the Slayers that The Red Thread was a better target. Zechariah, for some reason, was convinced The Ocean’s Edge needed to be destroyed. Natalia thought perhaps Zechariah wanted to make the headlines instead of killing Hellspawn. She was finally able to convince Zechariah a few months ago to use The Red Thread, and now Zechariah knew what to do there. Natalia didn’t know what he was planning. She could guess though, and the guesses weren’t very pleasant.

 

Daily Prompt: North

From The Grey House, Book One:

Still lightheaded, it took a moment for her to understand why he was asking. “In the mountains, north of here. The cabin smells of pine.” She brought her hand to her now throbbing head. “Zechariah didn’t blindfold me until we were in the car when we came here. The path to the car was too rocky to try it blind. I saw the odometer before he put the blindfold on and saw it again before I got out of the car. It’s about 300 miles away. I’m not really sure other than north, which way we came from.”

Daily Prompt: Tire

From The Grey House, Book One:

Vincent, tired of these talks, shook off his abhorrence of the vile man that stood before him. He wanted an end to this conversation. “What do you want, Edwin?”

Daily Post: Possible

From The Grey House, Book One:

Vincent strolled over to Joseph and held out his hand for the key. Joseph looked his friend dead in the eye and understood. He reached into his pocket and handed Vincent the keys to the shackles, making as much noise as possible. Vincent took them, hid his glee and turned. He looked toward Keith first, who had known Vincent too long and knew the truth. His grim demeanor was ever present.

Daily Prompt: Care

From The Grey House, Book One:

That taken care of, Natalia searched for Vincent’s businesses online and found a lot more information than she thought possible. When she searched his name before, without the business names, she came up with too many results. The business names narrowed the results to one person. She found public records on his businesses in the area. She also found his current birth certificate and a photo ID. Vincent Grey’s information stated he was in his 30s, but the photo was terrible. Still satisfied with the night’s work, Natalia readied for bed. She had a meeting with Zechariah and the other Slayers early the next day.

Daily Prompt:

From The Grey House, Book One:

The keys still fit in the lock, but the door opened without his having to unlock anything. He tensed, not liking the unlocked door and forgotten newspapers. Charlie knelt and opened the door slowly. The mail was making it hard for him to ease the door open.

Daily Prompt: Safety

From The Grey House, Book One:

Tony laughed. “Vincent isn’t with them. He reached out to me; offered me safety and money if I joined his people.”

Daily Prompt: Serious

From The Grey House, Book One:

Vincent stood regarding the three for a few moments, not saying a word. Aaron, the human, was obviously scared; he was shaking, his eyes wide with fear. Aaron had been working for him for nearly a year, had been told the rules every day and repeated the oath, every day. The human apparently did not take the rules and oath seriously.

Daily Prompt: Walk

From The Grey House, Book One:

The curtains were drawn back revealing the protected deck. Joseph was placing a laptop and a manila folder on the wrought iron table. Vincent walked out to the deck and accepted the folder Joseph handed him. He glanced at the papers inside; quickly scanning the small amount of information Markus and Joseph had gathered on Natalia. He put the folder aside, feigning disinterest to stare out the window toward the ocean. He had lived in many different places with many different views. The ocean was his favorite.