We entered the house, me in front, followed by Ben, who I knew held the gun. He couldn’t see my smile.
My partner, Rose, would be out of sight and be able to strike Ben before he knew she was there.
Walking into the kitchen with confidence, I noticed the note.
“Finish the job or I nip this flower in the bud.”
“Rose?” I called out.
“Mr. Ng arrived first,” Ben said.
I turned to him.
“It’s you or her.” He smiled. “Partner.” It wasn’t a nice smile.
I saw the dead flowers as we left and thought of Rose.
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Word count = 100
I am stopping this here. I am 90% sure that I will sit down and write a true short story from these three clips, but the 100 word stories are not a good way for a serial, particularly if I want to have “a beginning, middle and end” in each installment. And to make them all so they can be read as a stand alone… So this is it. I hope you enjoyed the little bit of adventure :)