Insidious

(98 words)

Truly it was a masterful disguise. No one would mistake him for a hired assassin, least of all the police. He was old, and nearsighted, and he had that fuddy-duddy demeanor that caused people to smile in amusement, despite the evidence.

Once, he had dropped his driver’s license at the scene. On another occasion he had called the victim from his own phone. This time he had unthinkingly spit out his gum on the corpse. Oops!  

But there was no point getting upset over it. The disguise always prevailed, anyway.

He chuckled.

“Oh Magoo, you’ve done it again!”

Copyright 2018 by D.A. Donaldson

Mrmagoo

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