This, That, and the Other

“Where did they find it?” Al asked his right-hand-man, Tony.

“It washed up with the tide sometime during the night,” Tony said. “It’s a good thing Sal was out at the crack of dawn for his early morning jog. He almost fell over the body, for crissake. He called Nick and the two of them took care of it.”

“So no cops or other witnesses, right?” Al asked rhetorically. “We really dodged a bullet on this one, Tony.”

Tony smiled. “That’s really funny, boss.”

“Who did you tell to get rid of the body?” Al asked.

“I tapped Ricky and the new guy that he vouched for, Frank,” Tony said. “I told them to take the boat into the middle of the bay and dump body there. I assumed they knew to weigh it down before throwing it in the water, but I guess I shoulda been more explicit. Sorry, boss.”

Al gazed off into the distance. “Good help is hard to find these days.”

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Written for Paula Light’s prompt, where she offered us nine AI-generated art examples and encouraged us to pick one and to write a silly poem or story about it. I picked “Mob Beach” in a Monet style.