Shattered Illusions
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1 through F › CSI: New York
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
17
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1,471
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Chapter 1.
Disclaimer: The characters of Luke Blade/Walker, Vienna Hyatt, Austin Cannon and Sylvia Walker belong to the writers of CSI. All other characters are mine. I wrote this for my own amusment and am not profiting from it.
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Chapter 1.
As I sat watching the evening news my mouth was agape with shock. I couldn’t believe the news I was seeing. I sat up and paid close attention as I turned up the volume.
“Illusionist Luke Blade has been arrested and charged with the murders of his assistant Vienna Hyatt and his stunt technician, Austin Cannon. Luke Blade started his career as an illusionist five years ago......”
The newscaster went on to talk about Luke’s career in magic but I was no longer listening. Tears began to slide down my face. No! This couldn’t be happening. Not my Luke. Was he really capable of murder? I just couldn’t fathom it.
I looked into the kitchen at our daughter, Lainey. The daughter Luke never met. Lainey didn’t know Luke Blade was her father. She was only 10 and I was waiting for the right time to tell her.
I looked into the kitchen at Lainey doing her homework and saw Luke in those eyes of concentration. I smiled as I watched her and began to remember memories that took me back 11 years.
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As I was coming down the stairs I could hear the hushed tones of voices whispering secrets. Secrets that adults did not want children to hear. I tiptoed into the living room staying out of view of the kitchen and listened but all i could hear were phrases.
“Oh it’s so heartbreaking......”
“Such a sweet boy....”
“So smart”
“How could a mother do that?”
“Hoping to make him feel loved....”
The voices were of my mom and her best friend, Ceilia who lived next door to us. She and my mom had been best friends for more than 20 years. Whenever I heard them speaking in hushed tones I always knew it was juicy gossip.
“Julianna! Have you started your homework?” my mom yelled. Shit! How did she know I was there? I hadn’t made a sound.
“Julianna, I know you’re in the next room eavesdropping! Get upstairs and do your homework!” my mom yelled. I didn’t say anything but quickly ran upstairs.
Feedback: PLEASE! It's a must for writers. Please be constructive.
Chapter 1.
As I sat watching the evening news my mouth was agape with shock. I couldn’t believe the news I was seeing. I sat up and paid close attention as I turned up the volume.
“Illusionist Luke Blade has been arrested and charged with the murders of his assistant Vienna Hyatt and his stunt technician, Austin Cannon. Luke Blade started his career as an illusionist five years ago......”
The newscaster went on to talk about Luke’s career in magic but I was no longer listening. Tears began to slide down my face. No! This couldn’t be happening. Not my Luke. Was he really capable of murder? I just couldn’t fathom it.
I looked into the kitchen at our daughter, Lainey. The daughter Luke never met. Lainey didn’t know Luke Blade was her father. She was only 10 and I was waiting for the right time to tell her.
I looked into the kitchen at Lainey doing her homework and saw Luke in those eyes of concentration. I smiled as I watched her and began to remember memories that took me back 11 years.
::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
As I was coming down the stairs I could hear the hushed tones of voices whispering secrets. Secrets that adults did not want children to hear. I tiptoed into the living room staying out of view of the kitchen and listened but all i could hear were phrases.
“Oh it’s so heartbreaking......”
“Such a sweet boy....”
“So smart”
“How could a mother do that?”
“Hoping to make him feel loved....”
The voices were of my mom and her best friend, Ceilia who lived next door to us. She and my mom had been best friends for more than 20 years. Whenever I heard them speaking in hushed tones I always knew it was juicy gossip.
“Julianna! Have you started your homework?” my mom yelled. Shit! How did she know I was there? I hadn’t made a sound.
“Julianna, I know you’re in the next room eavesdropping! Get upstairs and do your homework!” my mom yelled. I didn’t say anything but quickly ran upstairs.