Office by Alex Penny
One more reason to thank the internet.
His finger crept under the glued seam of the envelope and methodically slipped along the crease to break the seal. It was odd to receive a paper letter these days and even more so because it was addressed to a name that he hadn’t used in twenty years. As his nervous hands unfolded the pale blue sheet he gulped down his fear.
“Doug Jones,
Do you have bad credit? We can help! Call 1-888-DEBT-BAD today!”
He quickly crumpled the sheet into a ball and tossed it over his shoulder. Darting into his bedroom he slipped his arm up under his bed and pulled out the shiny chrome Glock before taking up a position just inside the front door. Sitting cross-legged with the gun in his hand he waited for night to fall.
