Here is a peek at the short story Deeper Allure. This short story will be posted in various parts in Crenshaw Café, my chat group yahoo until complete. It will not be posted to my site until after being posted at
Crenshaw Café. Allure Davis has a full-length novel coming tentatively titled Instinct. An excerpt will be posted to the site soon. Enjoy
Deeper Allure ~ Short Story
A Taige Crenshaw Short Story
Part 1
Copyright © 2007 Taige Crenshaw. All rights reserved.
Unedited short story
“Davis, they are coming your way.” The voice of hissed in her
ear-piece.
With patience born on years of training, practice and many missions
Allure Davis waited for her target to come to her. Not by a rustle of clothing or her slow breathing did she let the enemy know where she was. She didn’t need the warning to know her mark was coming.The feeling she always got right in between her shoulder blades when danger was near was burning like crazy.
She didn’t know how she and her twin sister Harmony had gotten there abilities they had always seemed to just have them. The questions she and Harmony had asked went unanswered by their family. They had stopped asking years ago. And now it didn’t matter if they asked or not everyone was gone except for their Aunt Storm, who at only a few years older than them didn’t know any more about the family powers than they did. It had been instilled in the three of them long ago to keep their gifts a secret. Only seven people knew. Two found out by accident through working with Allure. The rest through her sister and aunt.
The people who knew accepted that they were different and kept there secret. Allure knew that her family didn’t agree with her using her powers to kill no matter what the cause. Although they were still close they didn’t discuss what she did. When she was on a mission such as this one she blocked out them out so they wouldn’t know what was going on.
Closing her eyes she used her gift none of her team except her partner Vaughn Sanders knew about. A wavering image came to her of
three men moving steadily towards her. Each had their sniper rifle held effortlessly in their hands and walked forward with the skill of someone trained to kill. Opening her eyes Allure could imagine the expression on her face.
The one Vaughn liked to tease her about. He called it was her about
to kick ass look. She hadn’t believed him when he described the unholy hell look in her hazel eyes, the devilish grin that kicked up on her lips until her honey-toned face changed to an expressionless mask that said death was a coming. She still couldn’t figure out how he or Claude – who also knew her secret – had found time during one of their missions to take a video of her when she had taken out some nasty terrorists. Although she hadn’t let Vaughn or Claude see it the images had bothered her making her wonder what she had become.
After that she and Claude had taken their working relationship another step further and become lovers then in love. With the thought of what she and Claude had pain blossomed through her quick and without remorse. Allure welcomed the pain that was her constant companion ever since Claude’s brutal death. Ever since Claude’s death she didn’t have any compunction of being labeled an assassin authorized and working for the government. The pain gave her more edge and reminded her never to be so foolish again.
Blanking out her mind she shifted the strap of her gun over her head and rested it on her back while simultaneously running lightly along the beams to the doorway.
“Allure no. Take out target with you weapon.” Vaughn deep baritone
vibrated over the line in her ear.
Ignoring him she took off her gun and put it in easy reach. She would have smiled as Vaughn cursed fluently in five different languages if she wasn’t focused on her objective. Taking out the men who were there to kill her so the data she retrieved would not leave the building. She heard command tell Vaughn to stay put and his colorful reply. She knew he was coming but by then it would be too late. Checking to make sure her waist length braided hair was still under her mask and clothing she slipped sideways off the beam holding on with her arms and legs. Slowly letting go of her grip on the beams she tightened her legs as she hung above the door and waited for them.
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