99-word fiction: The Stranger – episode 13
The Stranger looked in the rearview mirror. She was still there, two cars back, holding her place. Biding her time.
He wondered when—or if—she’d make her move.
The car behind him passed under the streetlights. His stomach knotted.
Two silhouettes, two hats, two lit cigarettes. Cops.
He understood why she was holding back.
The cops were laughing. Relaxed. They weren’t tailing him. At least, he didn’t think so. But maybe she did.
If he stayed here, he couldn’t get the money. If he made a move, so would she.
Did she know these streets like he did?
If you haven’t read the previous episodes, you can find them here:
My Words, My World 
We feel we’re about to find out…
Might tell you, might not… 🤣🤣
For something that started as a single piece, it’s certainly hanging about. 😁
It is – you need to get on with it 🤣🤣
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