Famine #69: Preparing for Battle
Hello readers and writers. It’s time for another eight for Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday. Famine is out for copy editing and proofreading, and we’re finalizing the cover, title page, and internal graphics this week. Getting close!
These eight are from the last part of the book and, as you will see, shit’s about to go down. (Oh, and Bettina is the name of Matilde’s stuffed kitty.)
Bettina regarded him with her shiny, black eyes, and he nodded. “By any means necessary, Petit Oiseau.”
Back in his room, he stripped off his coat and upended his travel trunk. He pulled its false bottom away and extracted two gun holsters and eight full magazines, his sling, the large boning knife, and his gladius. The metallic clack of a magazine sliding home filled the silent room as he reloaded Matilde’s Colt. Bartholomew paused. What had become of Mr. Vernon? Had he escaped or was it his blood on the walls and floor?
Someone’s gonna regret crossing him very soon.