Welcome, welcome to Snippet Sunday-ers and Weekend Writing Warriors. This is the second to last snippet I’ll be posting from Swashbuckler. I’ll be finishing it this week then letting it sit for a few weeks before picking it up again. Please wish me luck to finishing this sucker!
The snippet below takes off directly from where we were two weeks ago. Hank, ex-husband, has filed for custody of Angela so that he name make her medical decisions. He had the papers served at Angela’s hospital bedside. Rodger, being the awesome man he is, went alpha on Hank and shoved him up against the wall when he walked into the room.
Hank’s face went white and he just stood there, limp; no resistance to satisfy Rachel’s visceral desire to see him beaten to a pulp.
“You think you know more than the doctors, huh? How could you do this to Rachel?” Rodger emphasized his angry words with one solid shake of Hank’s passive body.
“Rodger, stop,” Rachel intervened, coming to her senses. She needed a hero, but she needed a hero who was with her and not in jail for disorderly conduct or whatever this would be.
Rodger slowly backed off, glaring at Hank, his tensed fingers releasing the pressed linen just two men walked into the room. Hank’s lips to turned up into a ‘got-ya’ grin.
“Officers, this man assaulted me.”