This is in response to the Flash Fiction challenge for Aspiring Writers (75 – 175 words). Thanks to Priceless Joy for this opportunity. PJ hosts this challenge and provided the inspiring photo this week (which I edited to fit my story). If you haven’t heard of or joined this challenge, please take the time to check out PJ’s blog for more details and entertaining entries.
I should quit working at Knight’s convenience store, near Dred River, even though the pay’s fantastic.
The front door slams open. From the inky blackness outside comes a tall, pale blond in a black leather coat. I shiver against the cash register.
The blond grabs a blue shopping basket and smiles. I don’t. I haven’t survived this long by being nice. His gaze veers to a young brunette humming by the liquor instead.
Too many girls have gone missing, only to be found two weeks later in the river. Yet more keep coming here, alone.
The blond throws rope, duct tape, hooks, and a bottle of wine into his basket. He inches closer to her. The idiot flips her hair over her shoulder and smiles.
I scowl at myself. Don’t blame the victim.
She comes to me. I cash her out without a word. Before she leaves, she winks at the blond.
I clench my teeth and ring up his items. “Go easy on her.”
He sniggers and gives me $32,025.
No, I haven’t survived this long by being nice.