Three is a Crowd
by Luigi Pagano
Harry emerged from the prison’s gates shielding his eyes from the bright sunlight. He took a deep breath and inhaled a lungful of diesel fumes. A small price to pay for freedom.
He was the only survivor of the gang that had relieved a security van of enough ingots to set them up for life: Eddie had slipped in the shower cracking his head and Vince had died of food poisoning. It suited the old lag to perfection; it confirmed the saying that ‘Three is a crowd’.
Now no one else knew the whereabouts of the loot and, if he could reach it before the authorities discovered its hiding place, the haul, that could easily have sustained a banana republic, was his as a right. Who ever said that crime doesn’t pay?
He wasn’t expecting anyone to meet him on his release and was surprised to see two girls standing by a stationary car.
He didn’t have to think twice to guess who they were: they were the spitting images of his late partners in crime.
“Hello Harry”, Eddie’s daughter said, “We have waited fifteen years to meet you.”
Then the other interjected: “We have come to claim our inheritance.”
Luigi Pagano is an 80 year-old, Italian born, dilettante who usually writes poetry and occasionally bits of prose. He has published three poetry collections: Idle Thoughts, Reflections and Poetry on Tap.
4 thoughts on “Three is a Crowd”
A very nice short and a nicely enjoyable twist, thanks.
Thanks for reading and commenting, Jeffrey.
Interesting twist at the end, but the daughters’ comments at the end seem a little flat. Could the comments be omitted? Could the women turn out to be feds?
Your suggestion offers an interesting alternative ending, Alvin. Thanks for that.