Phillips pressed himself against a wall. The alleyways of the old town were the ideal place to confront his pursuer.

He had noticed her in the bar earlier. He flattered himself that she was paying particular attention to him out of personal attraction.

She had followed him when he left. Hitmen were becoming dangerously attractive these days.

The footsteps drew closer.

‘Are you willing to negotiate?’ Phillips called out.

‘My employer will accept only one outcome.’ Her voice was smooth as silk.

Phillips consoled himself that this time was self-defence.

He raised his switchblade to neck height and stepped out of the shadows.

Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

The character of Phillips previously appeared in my short story OLD FRIEND.