There’s a new sheriff in town

McDermott watch the two torch lights dance.  Then one disappeared, accompanied by a cry.

He switched on the outside light and exited the farmhouse.

A boy was hanging from the old chestnut tree by one leg.  His friend was cowering behind a wall, unsure whether to stay or run.

The old man held up his phone and snapped a picture.

‘I could prosecute you for trespass. Get you locked up.  Or ...’ 

McDermott pulled a hunting knife from a sheath.

‘I was in the army for twelve years.  I know fifty ways to make people disappear.  Understand?’

The boy yelped.




A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.