Text reading: Vickers shrugged and said, "Well, that’s too bad. I’m sick and tired of taking directions from you.” He mumbled a quick “thanks” to the bartender as he delivered his drink and took a long swig. Setting down the glass, he said, “Imagine my surprise seeing your vehicle outside, knowing you are sitting here in this nice air-conditioned bar, tipping back drinks while you have me out there sneaking through the mosquito-infested woods, sweating my balls off in this lousy weather, trying to grab a little girl who is never out of her mother’s sight.”
Quint sneered. “That's your job.”
Vickers slammed his hand on the bar and said, “No. That's our job, you arrogant prick.” With the word "nice" highlighted in yellow.
47,228 words into current WIP. On the downhill slope now! Today's WIPSnip word is "nice". In this excerpt, the dirty cop and the hired bad guy are having a bit of a disagreement. #wipsnips #amwriting #amquering #writersky #writingcommunity #blueskywriting