Bastard

Dolled up

 

 

My two bit office was emptier than the head of the kid that packs my groceries on the corner. Everything was gone. Desk, couch, the rug off the floor. Even the God damned corkscrew and ash tray was missing. Everything!

I had gone out for cigarettes and three bottles of rough red wine. No more than forty damn minutes, and when I get back, nothing left. Damn! Whoever it was that done this must have been watching me like a hawk.

So, when I had a check in my hidey holes, I see they missed my STEN and spare rounds in the wardrobe wall, but my shoe’s and spare glad rags had vanished; even my great coat from the late unpleasantness had done a willow the wisp on me.

My neighbours had heard and seen nothing, well, so they said.

Inspection complete, I sit down on the bare wood floor, and open a bottle with my switchblade dirk. Then I see’s it. It’s my lucky deck, and someone has stood it on its end just behind my bullet aerated office door. A bullet hole riddled grim reminder of the tangle I had with Flopsy and some broad named Saturday a few months months prior.

My lucky deck. No one, but no one knew about my lucky deck. My lucky deck that I reserved solely for Nazi’s. There may have been 52 cards in the deck originally, but each card was the ace of spades. Running along the bottom of the face side of every card was an inspirational inscription that read “Regards to the devil. Friday.” And I left a card with every damn Nazi bastard I took down.

The reason the deck is lucky is specifically as a result to the bullet it stopped whilst in my cliché breast pocket. The little Walther that spat it at me was not quite close enough to hand me my one way ticket downstairs.

The damned bullet is still lodged in my lucky deck, never to be removed. Always a reminder.

 

 

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N.

 

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9 Comments Add yours

  1. rugby843 says:

    There’s something about his voice, very soothing. But the way he moved gave me a chuckle.

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  2. janmalique says:

    A post that made me smile and shake my head ruefully, like most of your posts. I’ve nominated you for the Liebster Award, which is an opportunity for bloggers to recognize and support other bloggers works. It’s a fun way of showing appreciation. I was nominated by noneuclideansofa. If you choose to accept the nomination the rules are on the link to my blog:

    https://strangegoingsonintheshed.wordpress.com/2018/05/30/the-liebster-award-and-random-facts-about-the-shed-owner/

    Jan

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    1. Thank you. I am flattered. N.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. janmalique says:

        I like reading your posts and thought it would be nice to show my appreciation.

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          1. janmalique says:

            Wow! What a fabulous post. You are indeed a Renaissance Man dear sir . Reblogging. 😊

            Liked by 1 person

            1. Yep, I have been flat out writing another story on a dead line. Hence the re-post.

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              1. janmalique says:

                The dreaded deadline again.

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