The Blackwell Ascension – Chapter 1

Disclaimer:  Rosa Blackwell, Joey Mallone, and the major concepts in this story are property of Wadjet Eye Games.  This story is for entertainment purposes only.   If it was one thing that Rosangela Blackwell loved about New York City, it the way that the people of every suburb and every neighborhood could come together for a common exuberant cause. What she hated was the increasing eccentricities of its annual festivities. “Eggs.  Why in the world would people celebrate eggs?”  She yanked her fingers through her fiery red hair and pulled out a handful of yolk.  “And why would they celebrate…

The Blackwell Ascension – Chapter 2

The brownstone on Martin Street was pretty much the way the letter from the property owner had described.  Made of rusty red bricks and bordered on the front walk with tall, blooming cherry blossoms, a tenant couldn’t ask for a better spot in New York.  Even so, there was an air of nervousness drifting from beneath the shutters in the windows.  There was a shiftiness from inside that Joey could sense, even while he drifted beside Rosa as she spoke with John Jorge, the property owner. Joey passed his eyes briefly to “Jorgie,” a man in his fifties who insisted…