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Thursday, July 28, 2011

Flash Fiction - Take 'Em Out


“So, what's the deal?”
“The deal's the same as it always is.”
“Who's the guy?”
“I'll tell you when we find him.”
“So what's with the boat?”
“Dumping the body in the ocean. Boss doesn't want this one found.”
“That so?”
“Yeah, that's so.”
“Huh, he usually wants a message sent. Wonder what this guy did.”
“Don't know. Don't care. Boss says take 'em out. We take 'em out.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
“We take 'e out.”
“Why you stopping the boat?”
“We're here.”
“Here? Where? Were in the middle of the friggin ocean.”
“Yeah.”
“What the hell man? Don't point that gun at me. It could fire... Me? It's me? I'm the guy?”
“Sorry man. You lose stuff.”
“What. I lose stuff? Yeah, but...c'mon. It's no big deal.”
“It was this time.”
“The diamond? It was just a little thing. It fell out or dropped when I stuffed the jewels in the bag.
C'mon, it was nothing compared to the rest of the haul.”
“See, the thing is, it's always a small thing. Boss's starting to wonder, maybe you aren't losing shit. Maybe you're taking it.”
“Taking it! Man, look, you've gotta to listen to me. I'm just careless, I swear. Can't help it. Look at these giant hands. They were meant for beatin' people. Not grabbing loot.”
“Sorry.”
“But we're friends.”
“Can't afford a friend like you. I vouched for you.”
“Oh. I get it. It was you or me.”
“Yeah, something like that.”
“Well, you sure you want to do this? You really sure?”
“Whadya mean?”
“I mean, maybe I thought this day would come.”
“No.”
“Maybe I prepared.”
“Prepared how?”
“Maybe I lost something else. Something important to you.”
“This is bullshit.”
“Is it?”
“Lost what then?”
“Think hard, my friend. Think hard.”
“No. No. You said you destroyed those photos. I saw you do it.”
“Well, maybe one of them got 'lost'. Wonder where it might show up if I don't make it home.”
“You're lying.”
“Boss wants me dead cuz he thinks I'm stealing. Wonder what he would do to someone sleeping with his wife? Gotta be worse.”
“What did you do?”
“Protected myself. That's what.”
“But I can't let you go back.”
“I know. I don't plan on going back.”
“You...you have been stealing, haven't you? Wait don't shoot me. Don't-”
“Oops, man overboard. Now where'd I put those keys?”

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11 comments:

  1. Nicely done! I thoroughly enjoyed reading this.

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  2. Thank you. I'm glad you liked it!

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  3. Darn it! You have succeeded in drawing me in! Now I have to add you to my list of things I don't have time to do in my 'free/spare time!

    Well done!

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  4. Hi Lynn - I wish I could be sorry:) but what a compliment. If it makes you feel any better I'm in the same boat!

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  5. I liked that. From your picture on twitter, I would never have thought you'd write something like this. (meant as a compliment ;) )

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  6. Thanks Ben. I take it as a compliment.

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  7. Great scene! Gotta love a mob guy who's smart enough to know how the whole mob thing works, and prepare for it LOL.

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  8. Thanks Nikki. What a compliment that you can see the whole thing!

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  9. Love it! That's how the insurance industry should work.They could gather dirt on everyone...

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  10. LOL Andrew! Thanks for reading.

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  11. another great story from a writer i'm very impressed with! it sure was fun! c",)

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