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Submitted to Contest #336
Birds, Tommy decided, were not one of God’s creatures. They were the spawn of Satin, here on Earth just to piss him off. This thought crossed his mind as he balanced precariously on the roof shingles of Frank “El Jefe” Perez’s four-story mansion, gazing up at a bird who was clearly mocking him. Mocking him for being on that damned roof, for falling for Catherine’s tricks yet again you fucking dumbass, and for his life choices in general.It'll be easy, she said. Just get in there, grab the bird, and get gone, she said. Fucking birds. Only yes...
Submitted to Contest #335
Helene pushed open the barn door, wincing as the hinges squeaked. Her breath was visible in the cold, night air, moonlight spilling into the old wooden structure. She snuck inside and carefully closed the door behind her.“Shit, it’s dark,” she whispered to herself.She made her way past empty stalls towards the rear of the building. Eddie had told them that if it all goes wrong, if they got separated, they were to meet up here in Old Fraser’s pigsty at the back of the barn. And boy, did things go wrong.The job was supposed to be simple. As...
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