FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017: WEEK #33
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THE HIT
By Neel Anil Panicker
“Finish him outside the judge’s chamber”.
The words were a staccato, delivered in a banal tone, as if it came straight off a machine.
Salim found himself sweating under his silk shirt.
A dark, foreboding sense of violence loomed large in the camphor filled low ceilinged room whose massive windows were hid by huge dark curtains whose ends fell rather ominously onto to the granite laden floors.
Years of being the boss’ understudy had taught him that there was more to come.
Displaying the patience of a monk and the slyness of a jackal, Salim waited for the
his boss’ instructions.
Astride his decade old Atlas cycle exerciser, the don rode at a furious pace, his muscular arms and legs hurtling forward in tremendous fury.
To Salim, as to any onlooker, the vista resembled a giant black bear rolling off the high mountains, spewing dust and dirt in equal measure, as other lesser endowed animals watched by in stupefied fear and grudging admiration.
An hour later, seated crosslegged in the pearly white diwan, Afzal Bhai spat out betel leaves into the dear-necked bronze spittoon.
Shifting his near ninety kilo weight to one side, the don thundered, his eyes__blood shot, and raging with fire, “Kill Ali, and Liza too, if needed”.
If the order had rattled Salim, he was smart enough not to reveal so in front of his boss.
He merely nodded his head and bowed out of the room.
It was only when he had driven out of Sumer Manzil and was heading towards the syndicate lawyer’s chamber at Karol Bagh did he allow himself a smile, a slow, foxy smile that he kept on for the rest of ride, unmindful of the thickening traffic around him.
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Patience of a monk and slyness of a jackal…. antithesis. and a rare quality in a human.
Check dear-necked bronze spittoon.
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Yes, a deadly and rare combination. Thanks Kalps.
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