Collision Course – 4.02

Shane’s Chapter – this is sort of like a ‘Lost’ episode (OK, JJ Abrams is a god… yeah, I said it…  Well, him and Brian Kinney) the whole chapter revolves around one character.  Other’s interact, and in later chapters about the other characters, you’ll see the connections.  Yeah, I weave a wicked web, whether I have 2 readers or 20000. 

            Sitting back in her spot at The Planet, Shane surveyed the scene that lay before her.  A sexy Latina was sitting at a corner table, head phones plugged into a sleek laptop.  A small smile would curl over her lips every so often as her head bobbed to the music that must have been playing on her computer. 

            Shane made to move towards the alluring woman, because Shane had yet to jump back up on her fucking horse.  She’s been Carmen-ized.  Leaving Carmen at the alter had effected her more than she’d let on.  If only she hadn’t been born with cheating imbedded into her DNA, then, maybe, she and Carmen might have had a chance.

            “What are you doing?” asked Alice, slapping the table so hard that Shane jumped, the chair rocking back on two legs precariously. 

            “Christ, Al,” growled Shane uncharacteristically, grabbing the table and slamming the chair back down on all four legs solidly. 

            “Watching your competition?” grinned Alice, her dark eyes shifting over to the Latina in the corner.

            “My what?” asked Shane.  Taking the large jade colored cup and sipping the luke warm coffee that is housed.  That woman, her competition?

            “Rosita Navarro, recently back from two, yes, two tours of duty in the Army, discharged, with commendations, I might add.  And the newest, and swiftly growing cog on the elusively hot Chart,” said Alice informatively, watching Shane with interested eyes.

            Shane said nothing, not digesting everything that Alice had just said, “Are you telling me, that that woman, is honing in on my hub territory?”

            Taking a large gulp of her own coffee, Alice nodded, “Hmm, oh yeah.  Three a week, from what I can tell, mind you, the chart is not a100 percent effective…,” eluded Alice.