Celwriter: I'm ready to update, so here it goes.
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Chapter 2

"What are you adoin' on my territory?" Shooter asked.

"Your territory? I'm sorry, but I just received some property rights." Rachel waved some papers. "The only way that you get this whole place is if I die and I do not plan to do that anytime soon."

"You may not be aplannin' to, but if you will is a different matter," Shooter replied. He tilted his head to a nearby door. "The others who weren't aplannin' to are in there. They did."

"So you killed them."

"Mort did."

"Yes, but you made him do it."

"More like put the idea in his head."

"I will tell you now that you wouldn't do that to me."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes. Because of you, he deleted my character in his story and can not put me in another without changing who I am." Rachel picked up her bag. "Now if you don't mind, I'm going to unpack."

"In what room?" Shooter asked tauntingly, but stopped when he saw a new door appear. In was growing late, so Shooter grabbed a keyboard to form some thoughts for Mort.

'What if I name the villain John Shooter? Yes, he can be from Missouri with an accent and an old black hat. He can kill Rachel before the main character finds out. Shooter can then run away, leaving room for a sequel. Yes, I am a brilliant writer after all.'

Shooter set down the keyboard, then retired.
* * * Celwriter: my story may not be completed this school year. I am unable to write in the summer unless I go to someone else's house, so if you want me to finish soon, please R&R.