Venexia |
The café was busy.
From the street, it looked like they were moving in furniture. In fact, they were smuggling antiques.
When the fire destroyed the café, the police arrested two local thugs on an anonymous tip. They swore they hadn't done it.
From across the street, the owners of the restaurant observed the commotion with satisfaction.
Their business was safe again.
And no one had to be buried in the cellar, which was becoming very crowded.
The last thing they wanted was for the police to snoop around.
"And for us, it's back to the pots and pans, boys."
100 Word Stories
(My story wasn't published this week, because I forgot to send it over...
But do check everyone else's stories. They are very good.)
(My story wasn't published this week, because I forgot to send it over...
But do check everyone else's stories. They are very good.)
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