He put the flask of scotch and two tumblers on the makeshift table and sat in a plastic chair.

Puddles of water swirled round his feet, bits of flotsam were strewn everywhere, broken trees lined the beachfront.

It was a matter of waiting. Waiting to see who turned up. Waiting to see if it was life or death.

‘I knew you would survive.’ Her voice behind him should have startled him, but it didn’t. He knew it would be her they would send.

‘One last drink?’ he asked.

He couldn’t tell if the ‘click’ was the sound of the trigger being cocked or un-cocked.

Copyright Dale Rogerson

Written for Friday Fictioneers 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.

For the month of April I have been taking part in the A-Z blogging challenge, and posting about my State Trilogy novels each day, including plots, themes, characters and the writing and publishing process. So if you’ve read the books, or haven’t but might be interested in them, I hope it will be of interest to some of you. All the posts can be found HERE.

86 responses to “AFTER THE STORM”

  1. Not even a major storm can stop an assassin, hmm? Good twist ending.

    I must commend you on your A to Z commenting. I run into your likes and comments on nearly every blog I visit. That’s very impressive.

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