In this six, Holden approaches the beach house where he believes Julia is held by a killer.
Holden took the exterior stairs from the ground up to the first level of the house, moving sideways with his back against the wall. He saw nothing, and heard less. Too quiet. The beach community should be alive with the noise of tourists; now, only the gulls circled in reverence, yet their cries were absent from the wind. The ocean washed soundlessly to the east. As Holden watched the distant waves, their steady pattern a small comfort, he wondered if perhaps the sense of urgency he carried muted the world around him.
Enjoy your Sunday six sentences at a time! To see other participating authors, click here.