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Okay, this is just a little piece I've been working on. Think "Jason Bourne" and you've got the basic setting. I tend to watch a movie (like the Bourne movies) and think, "I would go this direction with the story..." So, here is what I've had rolling around my head. I don't think it's plagiarizing...I hope not. I've changed names, made up new characters and basically gone a new direction with the story.
Please tell me what you think. :)
Derek glanced sharply at the woman across from him.
“What did you say?” he demanded low and evenly.
Jane’s gaze never faltered. “I said,” she said gently, “You have a wife. “ She shifted slightly and sighed. “She took your “death” very hard.” Jane slid a photo across the desk towards him. “We all did. Katie is my niece. You were the only guy she brought home that I approved of.” She smiled sadly.
Derek hardly heard anything else as he picked up the picture, obviously taken at their wedding, and stared down at the image of himself and a beautiful young woman. They were smiling. So happy as they looked into each other’s eyes. How could he not recognize that beautiful face?
He lowered the picture and dragged his hand through his already disheveled hair. Drawing a ragged breath he questioned hoarsely, “How did you find me?”
Jane looked away and took a deep breathe. “A man came up to me, handed me a manila envelope and walked away. All of your information was in there…your accident, your amnesia, everything. I don’t know who he was or why he is apparently on our side,” she shrugged wearily, “All I know is…I found you.”
“Did you tell…” Derek swallowed, “…my wife? That I’m still alive, I mean?”
Jane clenched her jaw and seemed to struggle for control. “No. I should have, but I wanted to make sure…to meet you in person. Besides, she already lost you once and she didn’t handle it well. I wasn’t sure how she would take the news that you don’t even know her.” She sighed and added, almost to herself, “And now it’s too late.”
Derek’s eyes widened in horror and Jane hurried to explain.
“Oh, no! I didn’t mean…” she stumbled, “She isn’t dead.”
Derek relaxed a little. “Then what’s wrong?”
Jane bit her lower lip.
“What’s wrong!” His voice took on a steel tone.
Taking a steadying breathe Jane couldn’t stop the tears any longer. “She’s been kidnapped.”
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