No Safe Harbor — Chapter One

A novel in the making, join the mystery — and feedback — each Saturday at 9 a.m. as I release a new chapter in the final draft of my latest book

As flashing red and blue erupted across Lynda Bettington’s rear window, her panic turned to desperation. Dampness just short of rainfall blanketed thin layers of oil, creating a slick skin over the asphalt. Hands trembling, she fought to hold the road as the balding tires on her rusted Dodge squealed through fishtails over the slick streets. She pressed the accelerator closer to the mat anyway, racing onto Highway 99 toward Lake Washington. She knew she’d never outrun them — but if she could make it there, the roads were dark with streets spurring off every few blocks. 

Losing them was her only real chance.

In the back seat, suitcases bounced and shifted, slamming against the rear doors as the car careened onto another pitted avenue along one of Seattle’s many industrial districts. The strobing police lights reflected in the rearview mirror grew wider across her face as the cruiser steadily closed the gap. Bettington spun the wheel into a hard turn, causing the car to pinball off of a concrete barrier before she righted it and accelerated through pale lamplight into a maze of narrow back alleyways. Glancing quickly into the rearview, she saw only darkness sliced by yellowy streams of alley lights. A shallow breath of relief escaped her as she turned her eyes back to the alleyway.


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I was a journalist, humor columnist, writer and editor at Siuslaw News for 23 years. The next chapter in my own writer’s journey is helping other writers prepare their manuscript for the road ahead. I'm married to the perfect woman, have four great kids, and a tenuous grip on my sanity...

8 thoughts on “No Safe Harbor — Chapter One”

  1. Wow! A pretty great read, Ned. I am definitely hooked. Looking forward to the next instalment.
    And, unrelated, I can’t post on the linked page; could be something wrong with my end, but thought I would let you know. Cheers.

  2. Just skimming chapter one before going on to 2&3 and the last bit about taking his morning piss off the aft… aft isn’t a noun. As a mariner it sounds wrong. You may want to change up the wording or use stern, which is a noun.

    1. Thank you! I think I’ll go with off the “stern,” which makes the most sense and reads the best. I really appreciate the feedback and clarification 😉

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