‘They say that there’re three types of people in this world, Harry. Those that’ll help you when everything goes to shit. Those that disappear at the first sign of trouble. And those that create the trouble in the first place. But you, Harry, you are all three.’
‘Bill, I …’
‘You thought you’d double-cross me, then you had a change of heart. You secretly wrecked a deal, vanished when I needed you, then sneaked back offering to fix things.
‘Bill …’
‘So, time to reciprocate. Only this is going to involve your legs, a sledgehammer, and a delay before A&E.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
1 comment:
Oh, this is not going to turn out well for Harry! I can definitely see this as part of a longer story, Rob. It hints at an interesting plot.
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