Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, where every story is a surprise. We are a community of writers from around the world who post 100-word stories every week, based on a photo prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog. This week’s photo was provided by fellow writer, J. Hardy Carroll.
by Jan Brown
Annie stood looking over a sea of dark suits and black dresses. Someone at the podium was expressing high praise for the talents of their late colleague, a young IT analyst named Eric Barber. Too young to die.
She turned and saw a familiar figure. It was Henry, their corrupt former boss, and the cause of Eric’s death.
Annie stepped back, sneaking what looked like an e-cigarette from her purse. She blew hard through the hollow cylinder, and a tiny dart shot out.
Slowly, Annie walked out the front door. Two seconds later, Henry crumpled onto the floor.
Rest in peace, Henry. Or not.
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