Friday Fictioneers – Blind Spot

ff141015Night security stared intently at his screen. The Packers had a 3rd and goal with time expiring. Their entire season was all on this play, as was his next month’s rent cheque. On a bank of monitors across the office, only the watching eye of the CCTV camera noticed as a green Ford Mustang reversed up to the trash cans.


The security guard celebrated his luck by breaking into a fresh six-pack of Millers.

Behind him the lone camera continued to pan the parking lot. The green Mustang had gone. It would be Monday morning before they found her.


These words form my entry into Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

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