Months after the hurricane, Robert’s house was the only one that remained empty in his neighborhood. Truthfully, he had been hoping it would have been completely destroyed by floodwater, disposing of his business partner’s body. Now he was just going to have to hope that Andrew’s body was so decomposed authorities would simply assume it was his, allowing him to escape to Mexico as planned.

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Week One Hundred and Thirty-Seven of Three Line Tales, hosted by Sonya at Only 100 Words.