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The Hustler - 100 words
“It was a pleasure,
boys...” crooned the huckster, his smile gleaming white. He was
sure of his victory, raking the chips back towards himself.
“BANG!” shouted the
gun that Tyson pulled, his face a snarl in red and livid white. He
was sure no oily huckster was going to fiddle him at cards.
One-Eye's knife said
nothing as it sang its quiet song, coming to rest on Tyson's mottled
throat. He wasn't sure about anything; still, he had the money he
needed, the prisoner he wanted and the cheat's corpse at his feet.
Now, time for a drink.
Ewe! This is now my favorite. Great use of words, nice action.
ReplyDeleteThanks Angie!
DeleteGlad you liked the story and cheers for leaving some feedback; much appreciated.