Short Fiction #28 The Deal

The Deal

George hesitated. He wanted to go on, but he felt compelled to wait.
‘Who’s there?’ came the muffled voice from within.
‘It’s me – George,’ he called through the keyhole. He felt ridiculous speaking to a hole in the door.
‘Come on in,’ replied the muted voice, ‘It’s open.’
George took a deep breath. He turned the knob. The door swung open.
‘I’ve been expecting you.’
George stared at the only occupant of the tiny room.
‘You took your time.’
‘The car wouldn’t start,’ mumbled George.
‘Never mind. Let’s get down to it. It’s your deal first.’

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Copyright 2007 Trevor W. Hampel


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