PHOTO PROMPT © Shaktiki Sharma
The kid was silhouetted by the marquee lights. Boss couldn’t tell if he was lost, waiting for someone, or what. He just stood there. Boss took his time. You had to be careful. The cops were always a danger, setting up their stupid stings. Boss was too smart for them. Never caught, never would be.
Finally, he sauntered over to the kid. “Hey, kid. You lookin’ for somethin’?”
“If you’re Boss, I’m lookin’ for you. Friend of mine told me where to wait. You got anything good on you?”
Boss’s instincts were red hot.”No. Nothin.'”