Category: Friday Fictioneers
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ALL PART OF THE GAME

It wasn’t fair, Phillips knew, but he had given up any pretence of gentlemanly conduct long ago. Those that played fair ended up dead. He had watched her enter the apartment and check for anything suspicious. She didn’t spot the concealed microphones planted behind the light fittings. When he heard the shower turn on, he…
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SNAKE BITE
‘Put your hand in.’ Charlie hesitated and looked into the dark hole in the rock. What was the worst that could happen? It’s just a rock, he told himself. Legend said it was the skull of an old dinosaur. Another said medieval warriors proved their strength by striking it with their sword. Others believed it…
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STORM DAMAGE

The boxes of her water-damaged possessions took up three-quarters of the hotel room. Until the destruction caused by Hurricane Matthew was repaired this was her home. The restoration firm said they would gain access next week. Until then, all she could do was sit and wait. The flowers of condolence sat on the table. They…
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CONNECTION

He found the phone booth that would provide a secure landline connection. He punched in the number. Two rings and a click. ‘Danny?’ Her voice was tired. ‘Did you do it?’ he asked. He pictured the blood-spattered body. ‘I had orders.’ ‘I have to come after you.’ ‘I’ll guess I’ll be seeing you.’ The line…
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THE COLLABORATOR
How ironic that he should use this car in order to blend in to the street life of Haifa. When Elias had been a boy the sight of a Volkswagen would have turned heads. Not anymore. The man crossed the street in front of the car. Elias glanced at the photograph to be sure. It…