Written for the Friday Fictioneers. A story about judging a book begins after the photo.
Word Count: 100
Now He Tells Me
“Avalon-Two, is the package there?”
“Nothing,” said Zimmerman. “Just two hot hookers at the far end.”
“That’s the package!”
“Seriously? That little beauty is a weapons designer?”
“Just make the sign.”
Zimmerman lit a cigarette as planned. The two women approached and the little one said, “Svetya Porisova.”
“You’re the scientist?”
She sighed. “Of course!”
The other beauty held up her hand. “Time to pay courier.”
“Riiiight. Piss-off, sweety.”
Zimmerman woke up on the ground. His head throbbed. The payment was gone.
“Two! Did you pay the courier?”
“Good. She’s nasty if you don’t.”
Now he tells me.
The Friday Fictioneers come together each week for fun with the written word and 100 words or less of flash fiction. Come on and join us! Here’s this week’s prompt: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2013/11/13/15-november-2013/