Secret Assignment


The bistro was in the shadow of the Tower, but I ignored it.

There she was, as stunningly beautiful as she was intelligent.

And deadly.

I placed the envelope on the table.  A sudden impulse, I scrawled my cell on it.  I wanted to meet this dangerous diva.

It was obviously an accident that she tripped and knocked over the table.  When she left, the envelope on the table didn’t have my number on it.

The plans!

“Great view!”

I jumped a foot.

Undisturbed tourist books littered the table.

Madge frowned.

“You’re still thinking about that spy movie, aren’t you?”


word count = 100

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by  Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  This week’s prompt is here and uses a photo by @ Anne Higa. If you want to join or see other stories, go to the inlinkz linkup.

39 thoughts on “Secret Assignment

    1. trentpmcd Post author

      Thanks, Brenda! An author using the scenery (and the people in that scenery) to inspire his next novel would have been a good way to take this.


  1. James McEwan

    Great piece of imaginary fun when on holiday, it must be the historical atmosphere.
    ‘There she was, as stunningly beautiful as she was intelligent.’ – we can only dream. The real spies I have seen in the media were rather dull looking–a bit Miss Marple if you like.

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