Framed

It was my first day at work as a repossession agent.

“Do you have the number to call an ambulance?” Dan asked.

“What for?”

“Loan defaulters often get collywobbles or feign myocardial infarctions when you approach them. They should be hospitalized immediately, lest you are slapped with a suit.”

Three days later…

“I can’t believe he’s dead.”

I still can’t believe he was Dan’s arch-rival. I’ve been framed.


Written for Weekend Writing Prompt

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