The sweet, lingering scent of death
— by @CryptoSharon"I suppose it can be considered a little over the edge to go and kill the wife of the witness instead of the witness. This might make him go into rage mode and go to the fucking court with added courage! I might lose a few fingers if that happens so, no, you cannot kill the wife of the witness. Please do the witness instead. Here's the gun."
And as the assassin left the room, a mild scent of California oranges could be felt from the kitchen, flying into Edgar's nose. His fingers tapped the desk and he smiled. Things were going great today.
In another place, another time, a shot and a scream were heard. The wife looked at the towering murderer right into the eyes. As he opened his mouth, she was paralysed, ready to listen to his instructions. Anything to stay alive!
"Well ma'am, Edgar told me not to kill you. Bye-bye!". He said, turned away and left with a smug little dance.
Two days later, a strange thing was happening in front of the courthouse. A parade of police cars came escorting a black SUV. Today, Edgar would be sentenced to die by a lethal injection, but so would the assassin.
So, I finished the writing but the 5 minutes are still running, writing so that the app doesn't erase my text... Oop! Here it goes!
The separators and the image were placed in there as post-editing... I hope you liked my story (and there's more to come!). I'm going to write a few more using the same app! I'd put them here but I think the rules of the challenge only allow me to post 1 per post per prompt. I'll publish the rest in one compilation post when I finish them.
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