Stranger game
We'll build it chapter by chapter, keeping the tone suspensef
Date M
ne: The I
dark red wax stamp bearing the letter "A." When Lauren Michaels found it wedged und
r hands. There was no name, no address. Just her -
as a sin
ed to a spec
e awaits at Th
p. Dress
s, no qu
would send something so... cryptic. She reread
exactly the kind of place you wandered into for fun. She had heard whispers about i
rade teacher with a love of old books, tea, and Sudoku puzzles - not the type to chase strangers i
s she couldn't
that clung to your lashes and curled your hair at the ends. A man in a dark suit
et played low jazz near the back, and every surface shimmered u
ichaels?"
itated, th
t thi
flickered between two glasses of red wine. A man was alrea
Was this... pa
politely
lipping into the b
lightly. "C
urse.
is glass. "
toa
articulate, and just vague enough to be intriguing. He asked little about her personal life
me the
aid, reaching into his coat. He pl
d a brow. "W
think you'l
as a single key
uth is hidden be
118 West Harlow
d, but Adam was already s
, then disappeared into the c
Harlow Street. It was an old bookstore, long closed. The windows
o the door with
treet. Bookshelves loomed like sentries, and the air buzzed with
of the room, a table. And on
h it,
clearer i
ld react, the
Chapt
until we reach the 5000-word goal. Let me know your ideas for twists