Set up: Teri is on the run after witnessing a murder. She's hiding out in her sister's convent in San Antonio when the Mother Superior tells her a detective from New York is waiting to speak to her.

Six Sentences:
The moment she’d dreaded had arrived. Teri Slaughter’s stomach knotted up in fear. It’s over. They found me.

A deep breath released some of the tension in her shoulders. As she forced her leaden feet toward the conference room, the thought flickered through her mind of running outside and disappearing in the streets.

Get hold of yourself! 

Set up: After being shot at in Central Park, Micki Vermillion returns to her ex-boyfriend, Oz, an alpha-male cop with just one chink in his armor...Micki. 

Excerpt-6 Sentences~

     Micki found herself deserted by the tiny shred of control with which she had driven here to face the man she’d turned her back on. She smiled, although tears sprang to her eyes. “Yes, Sir, Officer Osmond.” Her hand shook as she reached to take the one he offered.

     “Oh, Micki,” his voice softened. “Don’t cry.” 

     The crystal and pearl encrusted bodice of her white satin Vera Wang gown struggled to contain her proud bosom. The white illusion veil floated behind her like a ten foot vapor trail as she stomped angrily across the manicured grass while simultaneously demonstrating her impressive knowledge of profanities.

     Train wreck! This is going to be a train wreck. Micki envisioned her carefully choreographed event dissolving before her eyes. A state of paralysis crept over her but she shook it off, sucked in a deep breath and plastered a determinedly cheery smile in place.