The Truth of a Liar

"Life doesn't always go according to plan. In fact, it has a nasty habit of veering off the map. So when my job led me to New York City, something extraordinary happened...her script merged with mine." Hadley Theater, New York City, New York - Night ENTER STAGE LEFT-Rowan Townsend, a twenty-nine year old Broadway starlet, strolls onto the dark, ominous stage. The bright spotlight finds her and she smiles broadly, her body buzzing in anticipation. Rowan Serendipity is a funny thing, isn't it? It jumps out from behind the bushes and offers an unbelievable chance at happiness. It's hopeful and intriguing, and maybe even a little terrifying. ENTER STAGE RIGHT-Lark Hawthorne, a striking twenty-nine year old FBI agent and self-proclaimed liar, marches to Rowan and grabs her arm, coaxing her off stage. Lark Rowan, what are you doing? We need to leave. It's not safe here. Rowan and Lark look out into the audience and a menacing shadow in the back of the theater catches their attention. Her eyes expand in panic and he grips her hand tighter, offering reassurance. Lark It's now or never. Are you ready? EXIT STAGE RIGHT. Fade to black.