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Six Sentence Sunday
I did a little work on my latest nano novel. It's set in my demon hunters 1930s Alt history.
“You’ll have to wait here,” the butler said, eyeing the uniformed demon hunters the way most people looked at a beggar.
Caleb smoothed his jacket knowing there were no wrinkles or dirt, but it certainly felt like there should be the way this man looked down his nose. Temple was just as proper in his blues and the two Knights Templars were even more pristine in their whites with black crosses. They shouldn’t have to bluff their way past anyone. Most governments, and certainly the United States, had provisions that ensured cooperation with demon hunting organizations. Being rich didn’t change that in theory but theory was all too often wrong.
“You’ll have to wait here,” the butler said, eyeing the uniformed demon hunters the way most people looked at a beggar.
Caleb smoothed his jacket knowing there were no wrinkles or dirt, but it certainly felt like there should be the way this man looked down his nose. Temple was just as proper in his blues and the two Knights Templars were even more pristine in their whites with black crosses. They shouldn’t have to bluff their way past anyone. Most governments, and certainly the United States, had provisions that ensured cooperation with demon hunting organizations. Being rich didn’t change that in theory but theory was all too often wrong.