The Encore, Downtown Vegas.

Glitz and glamour away from the gaudy Strip and the drug-riddled suburb slums.

The waitresses. All young, slim, white. Wearing just enough.

There’s Roxy. Wearing just enough to conceal the mic.

All the big guns will be there: Sam G., Carlos, Big Joe.

He’s trusted enough to organise the AGM.

He’s not trusted enough to be in the room.

Wise Guys. They’re right. He’s undercover Federal.

Three years under. The strain is breaking him. He needs results to take back to J. Edgar.

He needs Roxy in the room.

He needs to put his love in harm’s way.

Copyright Priorhouse

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.

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