NAME - Pushpak Chattopadhyay
by Pushpak Chattopadhyay
Category: Short story / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 257 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 257
by Alex Bennett
Maybe it was the thought of his mother’s tiffany lamp but, for some reason he found his mind wandered briefly to thoughts of friends and family. He could count the combined group all on one hand. Being so few you might think they’d be close but, none knew what his job or skill was. Yes, skill it was. He saw himself as a craftsman in his field. However whatever pride he felt for what he did he couldn’t tell them. Only certain people could know. Namely, past, present and potential clients.
Time to check things he decided. He picked up the case and carried it over to the desk and placed it on top. Click, Click went the cases locks as he adjusted them to the opening combination, of 08-09-65 (his birthday) Not very original, but he liked it. He lifted the lid and then the padded cover beneath to reveal the tools of his trade. There, carefully packed in its dismantled form was a sniper rifle. Yes, his job was a paid assassin or as he preferred, a facilitator, who cleaned up and sorted out other people’s problems. The fact that the problems were people had never really bothered him. Although, as a rule he would never accept a job where the target was a woman. He guessed that in one way or another, the target had done something to deserve it. Never ask too many questions about your target. As long as you have enough information to do the job and the right tools to do it then that’s fine. That was his rule.
Category: Short story / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 117 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 117
by Crystal Diep
Category: Short story / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 249 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 249
by Dan McGinley
He sat in the small room with another hangover and looked out one of two windows, hearing Narragansett Bay as a backdrop to other thoughts, with early morning surf breaking on rocks just out of sight.
The night went well down in the bars and there was only one small fight he had to contend with, but there were no punches and rugby players hired from the university pushed two drunks out separate doors to maybe settle things elsewhere.
Category: Short story / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 42 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 39
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