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This week’s is a Picture Prompt. We are back with the fourth book in the Gods of DC series, Death Do Us Part.
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Juliet’s arms and legs ached as they were stretched across the cold cement brick wall, held there by cold, steel chains. Even though she was bound tight she was locked behind bars. She had no idea the basement of a colonial mansion could be so creepy. She used to be a vampire so that was saying something.
Her makeshift cell was at the end of a long empty corridor. The only light anywhere in that area came from cocked open doors and the occasional lamp. Despite the darkness she could see anyone who approached. The hallway was the only way in or out.
Her only visitors were men dressed in black suits and ties. Zeus himself certainly wouldn’t bother with her. He hated her from the get go.
Each man in the corridor wore a pair of sunglasses reminiscent of a secret agent yet they stood a few inches taller than the average man. They reminded her of the guards that worked for Hades in Las Vegas when her and Ares visited him shortly after they met. Did the big shot gods have their own security detail?
She closed her eyes as tears threatened to escape. Ares. She hated him. She missed him. She wanted answers but knew she would never get them. She had been here for awhile and never saw him once.
Her arrival made enough ruckus that he had to know she was here
The sound of her cell swinging open caught her attention. No footsteps approached or she would have noticed them.
Juliet gasped as she looked into the dark eyes of her lover. “Ares.”
He stood before her alone, his arms crossed over his chest. He was dressed in a suit like the others. It wasn’t a look Juliet was used to.