螳螂捕蝉,黄雀在后

A mantis stalking a cicada is unaware of an oriole behind.
– Chinese Proverb

“This is my street. You do business here. Welcome. You make money. Good. I watch out for you. Keep the nosy cops away. No one bothers you. I take care. All I expect, is that you show some gratitude. Share a little.”

A little! The blood sucking bastard calls 10 percent little. At least he didn’t ask me to kiss his hand in obeisance.

Despite my misgivings, I hold out the notes to him.

“No No,” he hisses, looking furtively around. “Put it in a cover and slip it to me with my bill.” And then the sleaze bag adds, “Of course you don’t slip me the bill, eh.”

They sit down at the corner table and order the house special. Today is not my day.
I am almost tempted to add a little poison to their food. Almost.

Suddenly three gentlemen in suits walk in. Not exactly the preferred dressing style in this neighbourhood. Everyone gawks as they walk up to the corner table.

“James Trevelyan, we have a warrant for your arrest. You are charged with the kidnapping and assault of Albert Albatross.”

As they lead them away, I slip the money back into my drawer.
“Cancel the orders on table 6.”
My day just got better.

 


In response to the Sunday Photo Fiction challenge of 19th November 2017, based on a photo by an anonymous contributor.

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