Tuesday Tales

Welcome back for another Tuesday Tales, the place where many books have been born, including this one, White Queen.

Word prompt- silver

From her hide-sight in the storm drain Jessica had a clear view of the house in question. Tonight, unlike the previous two, the moon illuminated the building and street with a soft silver hue. One that negated the need for night vision goggles now secured in a pack at her hip.

Dressed in her version of an urban camouflage tactical uniform, gleaned from several military units worldwide, she knew she was completely invisible except for the occasion dog who would sniff the storm drain grate she hid behind.

Seated on a small tri-legged stool she watched the front of the building facing the street for any signs of movement. Every time someone crossed in front of a window she’d key the mic which rested comfortable in her fingerless tactical gloved hand. Her other rested softly on a custom M4 carbine which lay across her lap.

A hundred feet away Ronny would interpret the click he heard into building floor and window. He’d jot the intel down along with the time. Over the past few nights they’d both noticed a weakness in the security in the building and tonight’s surveillance would confirm their suspensions.

As the first weak golden rays of sunlight replaced the silver of the moon Jessica folded up her seat. Next she policed the MRE packaging from around her feet and stuffed everything in a backpack.

Leave no hint you were ever there and the enemy won’t know you were, until it was too late. The words of one of her training instructors reverberated in her mind as she gave the area one last look see. Spying a tiny, almost invisible, piece of paper she collected it up, jammed it in her uniform pants then worked her way to where Ronny waited, his area she knew already policed.

“After you,” Jessica whispered, waving Ronny to take the lead.

“Yeah, and I know why? You like checking out my ass.”

She wanted to laugh but still in enemy land she didn’t dare. That luxury would have to wait for another thirty minutes when the van picked them up at the preselected spot.

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15 Responses to Tuesday Tales

  1. Oh Ronny thinks he knows all, does he? Great scene! A little bit of the military background and training coming through and of course, the humor!

  2. Sherry Gloag says:

    Your intended break works well here, and I’m wondering whether that bit of paper belongs to someone else.

  3. Vicki Locey says:

    Very enjoyable scene!

  4. sue says:

    she certainly keeps her wits about her

  5. Sarah Cass says:

    Oooh, she’s a tough woman. I like her. Knows her stuff too. Very intriguing snip.

  6. Jean says:

    Love the tension building then cut by the humor. And I’ll bet she was checking out his ass, too! And I bet he has a nice one. LOL. Well done, Lindsay!

  7. karencino says:

    Love the humor in here, Lindsay. I really enjoyed this piece. Love the playful ass checking.

  8. Tricia says:

    Oooh….I want to know what the scrap of paper is. I love Ronny!

  9. Tai says:

    Nothing like casing a place and a ass checking, all in a good days work. LOL. I really enjoyed this.

  10. Ciara Knight says:

    Ronny is awesome. Yep, I want to know what the scrap of paper is, too. Great job!

  11. Davee Jones says:

    Yes, love the description of her stake out. Their banter reminds me of the chemistry between Bruce Willis and Cybill Shepard in Moonlighting. 🙂

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