submission for the adventureclubinteractive adventure noir assignment. by- theStephALA
my day started off in the usual fashion. alarm. snooze. alarm. snooze. after another 30 min i reluctantly rolled myself out of bed and went to grab a cup of coffee at the local diner a block away from my apartment. bev greeted me at the door with a coffee, a scowl and a slice of crumb cake.
“i didn’t think you’d be back here after last night. i was kind of hoping you’d never set foot in this joint again.” she said through clenched teeth.
“yeah well, what can i tell you babe?”
“you just don’t know when to quit.” she slammed the crumb cake down in front of me and nearly tipped my coffee cup in my lap.
“well, whatta ya got for me today bev?” i asked through my bites. she eyed me cautiously. i knew she had something good but didn’t want to spill it too soon. last night had been quite a night for us all and neither she nor i wanted to push our luck…
“remember mabel from two blocks down?” bev asked. i nodded. “well, she’s taken to painting. when she started it wasn’t very exciting, no one cared, i didn’t care, suddenly she is in high demand, literally high. it’s fishy, it just doesn’t feel right….”
“what do you mean fishy?” i asked, finishing my coffee with a large gulp.
“it just doesn’t feel right…”
“what do i owe ya?”
“you don’t know by now?”
i looked up at bev with a sly smile and headed out the door.
two blocks down from the restaurant i saw what she was talking about.
this was definitely not the mabel i knew. something was fishy all right. why the get up? why the pedestal? what was she after? i started sniffing around but almost instantly two guys were on my tail.
they came out of nowhere and gained on me fast. i walked faster, they walked faster. i turned left, they turned left. i stopped at a street stand and bought a taco, they stopped at a street stand and bought a taco. i started to sweat and had a feeling that mabel was in serious danger. these two “gentle”men behind me were not messing around. i started running back to where mabel had been but instead of her outrageous art display i only found a string of bears.
i lost my breath. “what the hell have you bastards done with mabel?!” i shouted to the two goons who had never left my tail. i turned around to face them, fists clenched ready for a fight. i thought i’d go after the short one first, but before i could lunge at him, the small goon frowned, stepped to the side and pointed directly under his feet.
i understood. i nodded. so that was that. i headed back to the diner for more crumb cake.