A Very Fine Solution
Was an entry for the ill-fated thriller competition, so I thought I'd try and finish it anyway. It's not Gibbous House.
Thought I might do this anyway, although the comp couldn't go ahead. This part contains "The Wrong John", let me know if you can see the join.
'Solutions?' I turned and looked at the woman. Pointed at the chair. She sat. She looked good, if you liked them over forty. 'Drink?' I said. 'Why not?' she smirked at me.
hmmm... not really writing this as an entry for the phantom competition any more.