Faces in the Park, Fiction Sketches

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Post #3500
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Intro. Repeat of previous exercise, this time in a park instead of a mall. [Faces In The Crowd]

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I am a groundskeeper. It’s the perfect cover. If a detective suspects me, I turn to the partner and ask, “‘What is this a Scooby-Doo episode?” It creates enough doubt to give me time to destroy the evidence. Witnesses? No one ever sees the maintenance truck.

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See the bald dude walking his dog? The dog is my contact. I have to get close enough to activate the transponder on the collar. Then I remotely download the recordings from the last 24 hours. The bald guy had no idea who his neighbors are or what kind of burn-after-reading information is being carried around by his kibble catcher.

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MeetCute in the park. Him running counter-clockwise. Her running clockwise. Passing twice per lap, usually near the entrance and over by the swing set. A nod of acknowledgment. A smile. ‘Nice day for a run’ comment. Looking back and getting caught looking. Him looking at her face. Her checking out his butt. Being too embarrassed to catch his eye for several laps. Finding a Coffee Castle coupon on her windshield. On the back a number and a note, “Text me with a day and time if you want to meet for coffee.”

~~~Curtain~~~