55 fiction: prohibition
down in the urinal lined tunnels below the green mill. big al capone empties himself using no hands. looks like rain, topside. two hulking thugs creep under the shadows to stand. one to the left. one to the right. mob boss turns his head. the suitcase drops. lock snaps. cash flutters out. big al smiles.
Posted on Tuesday, July 3rd, 2007 at 10:11 pm. Filed under Scripts.