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Poached Eggs
Flash fiction for your reading pleasure
‘Drive! Drive!”
The cop’s eyes bugged as a black-clad figure toting a dark sack slipped into the back of his patrol car. His jaw dropped at the panting Doberman that followed.
“Sarah?’
“Of course it’s me! Drive, Nick, GO!”
Wheels spun on the slick road.
“What the hell is going on?”
Twenty minutes earlier….
“Here Boy”.
Calling the black and tan beast over to the fence, Sarah whispered sweet nothings as she fondled his silken ears between the bars.
Liver treats were snuffled out of her hand, just like every night for the past two months.
But tonight was different.
The owner of the mansion watched over by the golden-eyed guard dog had departed in his glossy black Mercedes.
“Breathe” she thought to herself, knowing any fear would communicate to the dog. Besides, it wasn’t him she was afraid of…
The skeleton key clicked the gate open to the narrow path beside the palatial home. She moved swiftly and silently, almost crawling in the spots where motion-sensor lights could trigger.
