Eva parked the BMW in front of the loan shark’s office.
‘Ready?’
Evelyn grinned. ‘This is going to be so super cool!’
‘Let’s go and free some money.’
They exited the car and headed for the door dressed like twin Hong Kong criminal fashionistas -- head to toe in tailored black threads, dark shades, hair pulled tight into ponytails, each gripping a handgun.
A man stepped out of the shadows to block their progress, but changed his mind and melted away.
Eva pushed open the door and Evelyn stepped inside, her gun raised, already shouting orders at the startled occupants.
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
1 comment:
I like this setup, Rob. You're good at making me want to know more. I wonder if they'll get away with this...
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