Scribblings

Just a collection of various stories I began with no intention to finish, or answers to writing prompts. Enjoy! Please visit my author page on FB! facebook.com/author.anrisaryn Also note, some of these may be removed later if I feel the urge to expand on them!

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33. Secret Agent

 

          Something clicked.
          "Don't move, little missy."
          Olivia knew what it was before she saw it. She had experienced being at gunpoint many times before. This time was no different.
          "What do you want?" she asked casually, not turning around. "I gave you your payment, so begone."
          "Begone, she says," the man chuckled. "I know you gots more where dat came from. Fork it over, missy."
          "First of all," she said turning toward to revolver's barrel, not even flinching. "The name isn't 'missy.' It's Olivia. You of all people should know that by now."
          The man scoffed.
          "Tsk, tsk, missy. I'm the one in charge here."
          "Second, are you quite sure about that?"
          The man gave a confused sound, raising an eyebrow. His molars bit down on the unlit cigarette, its end ashed over. The heel came before he could react, the sparkling dress fabric like a warning light that was ignored. He sprawled across the parlor floor, his gun sliding across the polished tiles.
          "Now do you understand," Olivia asked mockingly, picking up the gun, "who's in charge now?"

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