99-word fiction: The Stranger – part XI
The Stranger had to cross town. Ten minutes — ten minutes to wonder how he’d ended up like this.
Don’t bullshit a bullshitter, he thought. That’s why. There’s always a bigger shark up the food chain.
He’d seen what happened to the ones who crossed them. Fish food. Now he was the one they’d fit for concrete boots — unless he got out first.
He glanced in the mirror. She was still there. Strange. She was making no attempt to catch him. She just waited.
He wondered how much she knew.
And whether she’d pull the trigger.
Or take a deal.
If you haven’t read the previous stories, you can find them here:
99-word fiction: The Stranger – part X
99-word fiction: The Stranger – part IX
99-word fiction: The Stranger – part VIII
99-word fiction: The Stranger – part VII
99-word fiction: The Stranger – part VI
99-word fiction: The stranger – part V
99-word fiction: The stranger – part IV | My Words, My World
99-word fiction: The stranger – part III | My Words, My World
99-word fiction: The stranger – part II | My Words, My World
My Words, My World 