These 100 words are my entry to the weekly Friday Fictioneers Challenge.
Then, suddenly, the move went wrong. Paul had planned the murder with meticulous care. He had set up a “meet” with his main drug cartel rival on the fifth floor of an abandoned building. The meet was to divide up the city into two separate regions. As his rival and bodyguard arrived two more of Paul’s gang appeared and using their automatic weapons shot them dead. Now the whole city drug trade was his. Trying to hasten their getaway he decided to use the old elevator instead of the stairs. Halfway down to freedom the elevator came to a screeching halt.
Oh Danny Boy! 
Good story. It’ll be better for him if it’s the police who show up next and not rival gang members. Well done.
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It WOULD be less painful.
DJ
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Not all things go as planned-poor fellow-now it is payback time ;-)Good one Danny:-)
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LOL…..Thanks!
DJ
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🙂
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Good for you, Danny, for trapping him there. 🙂 Sometimes things go right. He’ll have to get used to the bars.
janet
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Should be behind them for a little while.
DJ
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Best laid plans . . . Really good story. Good imagery and a good setting for a double cross. Thanks, Nan 🙂
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No, Thank You Nan!
DJ
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Great story!
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Thanks! That always makes me feel good.
DJ
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Uh oh. The best laid plans of mobs and men?
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You got it!
DJ
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Dear Danny,
Trapped in his own plan. Damn the luck. Nice setup.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks Rochelle!
DJ
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I guess he’ll have to sit there until the police (or more of the other guy’s goons) turn up. Defeat snatched from the jaws of victory!
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Not a good situation to be in.
DJ
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