The Bastard
(It’s been a while since I’ve “Fictioneered”!)
THE DETAILS:
Friday Fictioneers: 1 picture, 100 words, scores of people from around the world sharing their creativity and vision. Feel welcome to join in; visit Rochelle Wisoff-Fields HERE to find out how.
THE PROMPT:
This week’s photo prompt courtesy of, and copyright by, the inimitable host of Friday Fictioneers herself, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Hopefully this picture is not her car!
THE STORY:
The Bastard (100 words)
It was night. No excuse.
And it was raining. Still no excuse.
The bastard.
This ain’t a new car and I don’t care about the mirror. I got a guy works on cars who can fix that mirror and pound out the quarter panel in a few days. To hell with the car, it’s my reputation I’m thinking about.
I’m hired to take a guy out, make it look like an accident, and the schmo steps to the side at the last second and limps into the woods.
Alive.
And now I’m the guy’s gotta face the boss.
The bastard.
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Michael B. Fishman
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This is serious, letting the guy limp away, the boss won’t like it.
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Better get to chasing that bastard if he doesn’t want to be in more trouble!
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He needs an extra 100 words for the chase!
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Ha Ha!!
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I don’t think the boss is going to be the forgiving type. Nice work.
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Oh dear… bad day at the office.
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Haha! Too funny!
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Oh man, not sure who’s really the bastard, the one who got away, the ruthless killer, or the angry boss. Excellent story!
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No deed goes unpunished,eh? good story
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Nicely done. I was envisioning a hit and run. I guess this was an non-hit and run. 🙂
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Dear Michael,
I could just hear the voice in this. He’s got some ‘splainin’ to do.
The car in the photo was indeed mine. I was broadsided last spring by an SUV trying to pass me on a singe lane exit ramp. A clear case of ‘not my fault’. The owner had loaned the SUV to a friend who it happened didn’t have a driver’s license or speak English. Fortunately the owner had insurance (I’m guessing the emphasis is on ‘had’). At any rate the car is as good as new.
Good story. I enjoyed it.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Inefficient hit man, the boss will be livid. I shudder to think of the consequences
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Uh, oh. That’s enough to give a hitman a bad reputation let alone cause a problem with the boss. Good writing, Michael 🙂 — Suzanne
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Thank you, Suzanne!
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