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Helen laughed when she heard Headquarters claimed Bill was killed in the raid. “They don’t even know who Bill is,” she said. “The agents we arrested in that kaleidoscope of tunnels made plea bargains before Headquarters heard anything of it.”

“I wonder when the rats will start running.” Timothy added, “I hope they think it’s safe to implement the spider protocol.”

An hour later Helen smiled, “We got them!”

Denise offers the word “kaleidoscope” for this week’s Six Sentence Story. This story continues from Plow – Six Sentence Story. The next part is Rodeo – Six Sentence Story.

Back in freezing Chicago as snow plows uncovered a buried street, Timothy learned at Headquarters that the raid in Miami killed his partner Bill. He delivered the zip file and reported the compromised safe house.

Timothy hoped Bill’s raid was successful, but he knew that any intel he’d receive should be viewed as psyops. Still, scraps of it might be true. From his back door to their communication system he identified and then disabled the assassin they hoped would take him out once he left the building.

Walking down the street with fresh snow falling Timothy smiled to think that those whiz kids at Headquarters wouldn’t believe how few bits he had to flip in that zip file to plow away their covers and expose them.

Denise offers the prompt word “plow” for this week’s Six Sentence Story. This story continues from Mark- Six Sentence Story. Next is Kaleidoscope – Six Sentence Story.

From two used phones Timothy constructed one that could not be traced but could connect through the command center’s back door. He entered the passcode TheHappySpiderIsWatchingYOU.

Given the compromised safehouse, he got right to the point, “What was that all about?”

“You have the zip file, don’t you?”

Since he knew it would annoy them, Timothy said, “I also have the spider’s mark.”

Timothy waited until they blinked, “You wouldn’t dare.”

Denise offers the prompt word “mark” for this week’s Six Sentence Stories. This story continues from Ocean – Six Sentence Story.

Through his earpiece Timothy was instructed to meet at the “six gates” safehouse in two hours.

He could walk there in fifteen minutes giving him enough time to see if the location was compromised. The approaching storm over the Atlantic Ocean would offer some cover if it was. He hid his earpiece, phone and a small surprise under the mulch behind the building where no one should go and he went to the boardwalk to watch.

Through his binoculars Timothy smiled when he recognized the two men who shouldn’t have found his phone, find it. His only regret was he kind of liked that earpiece.

Denise offers the prompt word “ocean” for this week’s six sentence story. This story continues from Marvel – Six Sentence Story. The next chapter is Mark – Six Sentence Story.

Timothy saw a spider rest at the center of its web. What a marvel of patience!

Looking through his binoculars he noticed smiles on the faces of the agents as they left his abandoned apartment. He heard in his earpiece, “The white hats have the laptop”, but he suspected it could be mere psyops.

Regardless all he needed to do was wait. Either they wandered into the web or they didn’t.

Denise offers the prompt word “marvel” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Story. This story continues from Filter – Six Sentence Story. The next chapter is Ocean – Six Sentence Story.

Timothy realized that his most trusted operatives were deceiving him. Did the white hats secure that missing laptop after the blackout? Could he cross the border or would they be waiting for him?

It’s not easy to filter truth from disinformation. Too many were going out of their way to advise him that he was not the target.

He knew better.

Denise offers the word “filter” for this week’s Six Sentence Story. This story continues from Zip – Six Sentence Story. The next chapter is Marvel – Six Sentence Story.

Bill said that he’d be “back with the zip file”, but that was last Saturday. Timothy searched online, but Bill disappeared from there as well. All Bill’s posts vanished. Even records of the events they attended together vanished.

By the time Timothy figured out what was going on it must have been too late.

The only thing that remained was the word “sorry” gouged with large, rough letters into the plaster of his apartment wall that the maintenance staff seemed anxious to cover up as we entered the room pretending to look for a place to rent.

Denise offers the word “zip” for this week’s Six Sentence Story.

If the story doesn’t make sense, think dystopian future (or present). If that doesn’t help, be grateful that it was short.

Pete loved giving advice, such as, “After you’ve gone the distance you’ll be surprised at what you’ll find.”

Greg asked him, “Is there something I should worry about once I get there?”

Pete smiled making Greg wonder whether Pete thought he knew something or whether he wanted to tick Greg off like Greg wanted to do to him.

“There’s nothing to worry about should you get there,” Pete clarified.

Greg snorted a forced laugh.

“However, you won’t get there without help and you won’t want that to happen once you’ve realized what you’ve missed.”

Denise offers the prompt word “distance” this this week’s Six Sentence Story.

As Greg approached the store a woman sitting by the streetlight asked him for a dollar and he gave her one.

Inside the store Greg bought a single Christmas card for Bill who called him the day before from a distant part of the country complaining that no one wanted anything to do with him anymore. Greg knew long ago that the toxicity of alcohol had been triggering Bill’s eruptions of deluded omnipotence and he was even beginning to become aware of the devious sources manipulating his own personality. Without any expectation that what he was about to do would do any good Greg picked a card that expressed a humble message of joy and he decided to call Bill back on Christmas Eve to see how he was doing.

After paying for the card Greg saw a dollar bill in the change he received and gave it to the woman on the sidewalk. She tucked this additional treasure away with the others.

Denise offers the prompt word “change” for this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

Crystal Grimes is hosting a Holiday Blogging Party to which I am linking this post.