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Ain't Never Comin' Back: Flash Fiction by cam

Updated on December 17, 2016
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Chris has written more than 100 flash fiction/short stories.Working Vacation took 21st out of 6,700 in the 2016 Writer's Digest competition.

Grand Central Terminal in New York, NY

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I love this town. Spent my whole life here, all thirty-three years. If I get on that train tonight, I ain't never comin' back, cause if I do, I, Joey Orsini, am a dead man.

I work....used to work for one of the big crime families here in the City. We got a new boss not long ago. The old man retired and his son took over. Boss told me the other night to take his car and go dump the body that was in the trunk. No problem, I told him. Done it a dozen times before.

About eleven o’clock I drive over to 163rd street, where it dead ends at Hawtree Basin. Pull up to the fence and throw the body over into the water with a cinder block tied to his ankle. Job done. The crabs take care of the rest. That’s why I don’t eat the seafood in New York City.

I turn around to leave and there's a patrol car blockin’ the exit from the dead end street I’m on. Twenty minutes later, I’m havin’ coffee with two detectives down at the precinct. Turns out the poor bastard I dumped over the railing was a U.S. Senator. It also turns out that even though the State of New York doesn’t have the death penalty, the feds do when you off one of their own. I think the cops believed me when I told ‘em I didn’t kill him, cause they got real interested in the fact that the body had been in the trunk of my boss’s car.

New York Harbor and Brooklyn from Governor's Island

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The cops didn’t know much about the new head of the family, since he's is so new to the job. All they had were a few photos that were out of focus. So these two detectives want to make a deal with me. If I help them nab my boss and pin the murder on him, I don’t go to death row in some federal prison. My back was up against a wall. I was a dead man either way. Lethal injection on one hand for a murder I didn’t commit. On the other was my boss pluggin’ me in the forehead when he finds out the cops was askin' me a bunch of questions.

There was a big meetin’ comin’ up between my boss and the head of another family in the City. The place was an abandoned warehouse on Essex. The cops gave me a laser pointer and said all I had to do was point it at my boss so they would know which one he was. Simple enough. They let me go, but not before puttin’ one of them tethers on my ankle so I wouldn’t run off before the big day.

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Soon as the meetin’ starts I pull out the laser pointer and marks the Boss with it. At the same time I calls out to him and points to the second floor window where the cops is watchin’ from. I say just one word….cops.

All hell breaks loose, which is what I’m countin’ on. Lead’s flyin’ in every direction. I looks at my buddy standin’ next to me and he levels his forty-five at the cops, then his head explodes. Blood and brains spray my face and shirt. I heads for the side door as fast as I can run, wipin’ the remains of my pal off my face as I go. A cop steps into the doorway just as I get there. A round probably meant for me catches him in the chest and sends him to the floor. All the cops is wearin’ vests, so there’s no blood.

Out on the street, I’m just another panicked bystander runnin’ for cover. A bus pulls up just when I need it and I jump on. The driver don’t like the sound of gunfire, so he hauls ass without lettin’ anybody else on. That’s good, cause I get the back of the bus all to myself.

I had the tether off and back together in less than two minutes. The cops ignore it when a tether stops transmittin' for just a couple of minutes. They found out that most of the time it meant somebody accidentally banged it on the bottom of the toilet or the edge of the bathtub. So I figure they ain’t payin’ no attention to me after I take the tether off. At the next stop, I hop off the bus, but the tether stays on board.

I make my way on foot to Grand Central and use my credit card to get a ticket to Philly. But I’m a no show for that ride. Brings me up to right now, sittin’ here in an alley waitin’ for Number 49, the Lake Shore Limited, New York, Boston, Chicago and all points in between. I’ll buy my ticket on board. I got new ID waitin’ for me in the Windy City and from there, I’m headin’ west. Thinkin’ about tradin’ the Big Apple in for the Big Sky.

I love this town, but I’m gettin' on that train, and I ain't never comin' back. Cause if I do, I’m a dead man for sure.

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      Chris Mills 10 months ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      Shauna, Nice to see you today. Thanks for stopping and reading. The real bad guys in the City probably would get a chuckle at the stereotypes here, but big city mobster is almost a genre itself and most of it is based on stereo types. Anyway, I had fun with this one.

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      Shauna L Bowling 10 months ago from Central Florida

      Yep, a dead man, for sure! Maybe he can get lost in Big Sky country and keep his hide in tact.

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      Chris Mills 10 months ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      Lawrence, glad you found your way to this story and found it to be entertaining.

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      Lawrence Hebb 10 months ago

      Loved this. Give us more (please) let us know what happens

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      Chris Mills 11 months ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      Nice to see you, Deb. Thanks for reading. No organized crime in Chicago? Or are they just more humane? :)

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      Chris Mills 11 months ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      manatita, Thank you. Frank is the only God in this. I am more like the little demon on the opposite shoulder from the little angel. I do appreciate the compliment and thank you for reading my story.

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      Deb Hirt 11 months ago

      A dead man for sure. Better off in Chi Town.

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      manatita44 11 months ago from london

      Awesome stuff Cam. Superb! I thought that Frank was the only God in this area. (smile)

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      Chris Mills 11 months ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      Johnmariow, thank you for reading and commenting on my story.

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      Chris Mills 11 months ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      Michael, I appreciate your comment and visit.

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      Chris Mills 11 months ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      Ruby, thanks for reading.

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      John Gentile 11 months ago from Connecticut

      Excellent story written in New York mobster vernacular. I loved it!

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      Michael Milec 11 months ago

      Exciting extended chance - to become victime in other city under new identity.

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      Larry Rankin 11 months ago from Oklahoma

      Another great read.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 11 months ago from Southern Illinois

      This is probably a real life adventure for many who think nothing about wiping someone out. The mob scene in the cities is a life that's unimaginable but I know it exists. Good story...

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      Chris Mills 11 months ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      John, yes, that's the one. I remember your story very well.

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      John Hansen 11 months ago from Queensland Australia

      It sounds like the challenge by Jennifer Arnett. I wrote one.."One Way Ticket: The Train to Purgatory".

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      Chris Mills 11 months ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      Randi, I was curious to see if anyone remembered the story. It was part of a challenge, but I can't remember who presented the original challenge. Thanks for reading it.....again.

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      Randi Benlulu 11 months ago from Mesa, AZ

      I remember this story. It was great before and still is!

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      Chris Mills 11 months ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      John, Thanks. It was a fun story to write.

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      John Hansen 11 months ago from Queensland Australia

      What an exciting ride, Cam. Loved every sentence. Well done.

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      Chris Mills 11 months ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      Eric, well, it wasn't autobiographical, that's for sure. :) Thanks for reading. Glad you enjoyed it.

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      Eric Dierker 11 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      That was cool. Action packed. All I know about that kind of stuff is from TV and books. But it sure seemed real to me.

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