Photo credit: Kai Pilger pexels-photo-462867 Taxi
Peter took a taxi from JFK into Manhattan, seeing the driver frown in the rear view mirror when he gave the address.
Anna had met him outside Terminal 4 where she’d given him the item secured in a laptop case. He was the only one in the organization who could deliver it to the target, but it would mean his death as well. It hardly mattered, He had stage four liver cancer and would be dead soon anyway.
Arriving at the Trump Tower, he paid the fare adding a generous trip. He had more in common with the driver than the man might expect.
Showing his ID, he was waved through every level of security except the Secret Service. Fortunately, the laptop was a working model.
“Donald, how good to see you again.” He shook hands with one of his oldest friends. They exchanged pleasantries in the President’s private suite, and then, “Let me show you that information we have on the FBI.”
The explosion killed them both instantly, raining debris onto 5th Avenue.
Listening to the news, Anna felt both grief and joy. Now maybe the government would reunite all of those poor babies with their parents at the border.
I wrote this for the Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner – 2018 Week #25 challenge. The idea is to use the photo above as the inspiration for crafting a piece of flash fiction no more than 200 words long. My word count is 200.
No, I’m not advocating assassinating President Trump or hurting or killing anyone. However, Trump’s “zero tolerance” immigration policy, which has been blamed for the separation of parents and children who have illegally attempted to enter the U.S., is all over the news and social media. Also, all you have to do is search twitter for the hashtag #resistance, and you can see the tremendous response to this policy in specific, and President Trump in general.
So I thought I’d create an extremist form of that resistance, one in which even some of Trump’s closest friends have joined, and one that is willing to use lethal force to enact political and social change.
It wouldn’t be the first time.
Oh, “Peter” and “Anna” are totally fictitious and is not based on any actual people.
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