Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Cleaner

As he cleared his throat, she turned. In a large hat, sunglasses, trench coat, and high heels, she looked like someone from the previous century. “T-they call you the cleaner?” The man stuttered, lowering his head slightly as if he was bowing to a queen.

Her eyebrows shifted ever so slightly behind her sunglasses and in a sultry voice, she spoke, “What can I help you with?” The man stated his dilemma of his competition opening a store half of a block from his store and was driving away his customers. “Do you have my required compensation?” The man lowered his briefcase and slid it across the pavement. She lowered, snapped open the case, and nodded. “I will help you but under one condition, you must not interfere. Now go.” The man nodded and retreated.

She stood once again, facing the water, and watched the two ships collided in the distance. With a wide grin on her face, she watched with satisfaction as the ships exploded in a large ball of fire. Another deed done. 

(~175 words)

I am participating in Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer, where we write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) in length inspired by the photo prompt above. 

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