Daily Flash Fiction Challenge 98: The Dull Life

This is the 98th in a series of 365 Flash Fiction stories I’m writing. You can find out more about the challenge here.

The Dull Life, by Jonathan L. Lawrence, 9th March 2013

Word count: 979

The story:

“Its simple, all we want you to do is going in there small talk about whatever, make the switch and get out,” the blue suited detective said, “at all times there are going to be a dozen cops ready to protect you.”

“Simple,” he said. Simple is a con, it’s a lie, a devastating one as it turned out for him and his team.

I went in, and as soon as Breaker saw me, I lost my bottle. I didn’t grass, I never said a word, I didn’t have to.

“Where’s the device?” he demanded of me, and without thinking I handed over the ornament.

From outside there was the sound of screeching tires, there went the backup, and then there was an explosion outside. The flash was visible through the blinds.

“Do you know why I asked you to come here?” Breaker asked.

I shook my head.

“We share the same employer you and I,” Breaker said, “I knew they’d be bugging you, I let slip to one of their informers that I was going to contact you. Naturally they jumped at the chance to get inside my organisation.”

“I work for a bank,” I said in all innocence.

“I’m taking about the CIA,” Breaker said, “I’ve seen you meet with my contact.”

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