Courtney’s Moment of Fear
Courtney looked at him with confusion. “Do I know you?”
“Well…no; but I know you.”
Courtney’s heart stopped. Who is this guy??
“I am a huge fan of yours. Will you sign my book?”
Her heart started again. Oh, it’s just another fan. He shoved his copy of “A Dagger in My Heart” in her face. She signed it, and began to walk past him. She stopped short when he jumped ahead of her, blocking her way. Her heart raced and her mind was cluttered with thoughts that every writer in this situation has. This guy is some kind of a nut!
He looked at her with a smirk on his face. Not a warm smile, that makes you feel at ease, but a leering grin. Courtney’s hair on the back of her neck stood on end.
“Gee, you are as beautiful as your picture”, pointing at the back cover of her book.”
The compliment was shrouded in evil.
“Can I take you out? Maybe lunch or dinner? Or maybe even coffee? I would really like to talk to you about publishing.”
She could tell by his stance, his tone, his expression, and the way that he stood to close to her, that he wanted nothing to do with publishing. How was she going to get rid of him? She looked for someone to help her, anyone. In this big city, she suddenly felt alone with this man, who was becoming more of a threat as time went on. She started to panic.
“Well, I’m sorry, but…”
“What? You think that you are better than me, is that it?”
Dial it back a bit. “Of course not, it’s just that I need to be somewhere in 15 minutes.”
Courtney turned and almost walked as quickly away from him as she could. She peered back only to see him standing with her book in his hand. She still remembered the menacing smile on his face and she felt a chill go down her spine.