The Wrong Assassin

Posted: December 19, 2014 in flashfiction
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 Cain and Abel


“Take care dear, that gun is loaded,” He said, sitting down on the hotel room bed.

She draws closer to him, placed his head on her laps and asks, “Is this for your twin brother?”

“Nah… Too obvious, they would link it to dad’s will! I’m hiring a trained assassin for the job.”

“What about me?”

“You?” He laughs, “Who would be dumb enough to hire a blonde as a hit man?”

She smiles, cracks the gun and says,

“Your Twin.”



  1. trablog says:

    Wow! What a story man!!!

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  2. fictionlimbo says:

    It means everybody will have to work on that…. Cos part two shows that grandpa is dead too… They naming the kid thomas in honor of grandpa….and part 3 has been edited to show that mike sent in the mail n money

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  3. fictionlimbo says:

    I dont know tho…. But if you can convince everybody to resurrect grandpa, i sure can do d miracle in my part…. 🙂

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  4. sheldonk2014 says:

    Life is cruel and unusual, and all of this is becoming more than fiction, it’s common place. It just sticks a cord in me. You are such a good writer, whazoo it’s me I am a little off my mark this morning. Keep on my friend you’ll just have to excuse me

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  5. This is a fun one. It’s brief yet you manage to add so many levels!

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  6. You couldn’t pack more punch into fewer words. Thank you also for dropping by and following Malcolm’s Corner.

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  7. Samjoth Sashidharan says:



  8. johncoyote says:

    Amazing photo and description. Direct and honest words. I liked them.

    Liked by 1 person

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