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Tag Archives: hit man
Sammy, the Gat: “The Heinz 57 Man”
(Sammy, the Gat, is a continuing story.) Glossary at end. Now I’m an ace five-notches hit man, and Johnnie Pickles, a two-bit like-kind, has me in his view finder. I got no druthers. I gotta go after him. I two-step … Continue reading
Posted in Flash Fiction, Micro Fiction, Short Fiction, Short Story
Tagged Heinz 57, hit man, murder, observation deck, staircase
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Sammy, The Gat: “Jingle My Tingles”
(Glossary at end. Click for Sammy, the Gat, catch-up.) The dame with the derringer arrows it at a slow-cruisin’ letch-stretch. I get in. And out. Then Belinda slow-dances me down a hall of mirrors to a big-label flyin’ coffin nail. … Continue reading
“My Uncle Sal”
My Uncle Sal Was found In the basement Of the elementary school Where he cleaned. A heart attack They said. The police report Put forth the diagnosis. The coroner’s report Claimed his heart Failed. There was no mention In any … Continue reading
Posted in Flash Fiction, Micro Fiction, Poetry, Short Fiction, Short Story
Tagged 45 caliber bullet, clean-up man, heart attack, hit man, janitor, made man, mob job, mob killing, the Family, Uncle Sal
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“The Hot Bod With The Hot Rod”
I stand by the window in the Toot Sweet deli and watch this totally stacked dame swing it across the street. I exit that dump just as some jumbo joe jockeys into position to catch him an eyeful of the bodacious … Continue reading
Posted in Flash Fiction, Micro Fiction, Poetry, Short Fiction, Short Story
Tagged bodacious, dame, double-cross, gat, heat, hit man, jumbo joe
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