Stalemate
Aug 24th, 2018 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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Zach’s eyes followed the dirt path as it blended into the trees. Three couples, the latest newlyweds, disappeared in the last month while strolling the serpentine lane. The townspeople wanted something done, and they expected Zach to do it. He was the sheriff, after all.
Zach glanced from side to side, saw faces—some showing fear, others glaring—waiting less patiently with every second that passed.
He rocked from side to side, his palms sweaty, hoping those standing with him would get bored or hungry and leave. The one thing he knew was he wouldn’t be the first to move.
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