Another shot glass slammed down as Toops flashed her big, black eyes at me. “Are you going to black out.” Her tone as dry as the desert planet we had left.
“I
never black out. “ I grinned motioning for another shot.
“I’m only resting my eyes.”
Toops
rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “Yeah, I believe
you, Lancer. I really do.” Her scarred fingers pushed
her still full glass back and forth across the metal bar top.
“Didn’t you say we have a man coming in to offer us a job?
“You
handle all the contracts. I’m your simple minded muscle.”
I winked at her. “Me big man. Me hit things
hard.” The burning fire scalded my throat as I took another
shot.
Her
hand snapped out faster than my eye could follow. Those strong
fingers crushed mine into my palm. “Do not call for another
shot. I swear I will break your fingers right now.”
A
hearty chuckle rumbled up my throat. “Alright, alright boss
lady.”
My
fingers were released. “We are partners.”
“You
say that now, but once the client gets here you’ll change your
tune.” She couldn’t deny it. It was true.
---
The
mark joined us not too long after that. I know they're supposed to
be clients, but I can't help thinking of them as marks. Lancer likes
to think of us as noble ruffians, taking on jobs to help the weak and
disenfranchised. Truth is, we take on the jobs that pay the most.
Sometimes that means we take the client
for a bit of a ride.
Lancer
was right about one thing: when the client arrives, I play boss.
Pretty much have to; no one would buy me as the hired muscle – at
least no one with all their bits in tact. Marks are always weary of
a girl without a purpose. They'll buy me as the brains, but not the
brawn.
Lancer
brought this one in. I let him do that once in a while because it
makes him feel like we're equal partners. More importantly, it makes
the marks think that I'm hot stuff. They're so lucky to get me, I
send one of my peons first to see if they're worthwhile instead of
going myself. Doesn't always work, but when it does, it's a much
bigger payday.
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Wow, this challenge sounds intense! It's always exciting to see what writers can come up with under tight constraints, and the 200-word limit definitely poses a challenge. I'm curious to see how authors will use their words wisely to craft a compelling story. Plus, with a prompt like "The last person on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock at the door," there's bound to be some creative and unexpected twists. I'm looking forward to reading the entries and seeing how the prompt is interpreted. Good luck to all the participants!
Chuck Wendig has once again proven his mastery of the flash fiction genre. Part 2 of his Terrible Minds Flash Fiction Challenge delves deeper into the mysterious world of the protagonist's dreams, where reality and fantasy blur together in a surreal and unsettling way. The vivid descriptions and unexpected twists keep the reader on the edge of their seat, leaving them eager to see what happens next. Wendig's ability to pack so much depth and meaning into such a short piece is truly impressive, making this challenge a must-read for any fan of flash fiction.
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