Fiction logo

The Encore (Part 1)

Telltale crimson trail

By Scott ChristensonPublished 3 months ago 1 min read
The Encore (Part 1)
Photo by Denisse Leon on Unsplash

My police cruiser hurtles down the I-93. I get off every few exits to make sure I’m not being followed. After our argument, Stevie took off in a huff. Thankfully, I haven’t spotted her behind me, following me like the FBI to pull me over and ask more questions.

I look up at the sky. The FBI and their helicopters, that’s only in movies.

Regardless, the 45-minute drive to Boston takes more than an hour, and probably at least a full day of mental stress. After I park in an underground lot, I pull down my Red Sox visor and get out. I’m an average looking guy, I can blend in anyplace, an advantage in my line of work.

Having been inducted into the police, I learned there are some things we see and some things we don’t see. The high school principal taking the new teacher to La Quinta, we don’t see that. Teens in this rich suburb smoking weed down at Cochichewick Brook, we don’t see that. Anyone from Dorchester or Roxbury in a Pontiac, we are behind them at every red light. 

I nod at the doorman as I enter the Encore casino. Security here, they don’t see drugs, or drug dealers. It’s oxygen for their clientele, an accelerant for the profits the vast casino rakes in. Security shovels out the ashes after the fire.

Looking interested in the slots, I wander across the casino floor before taking the back elevator up to #507 to meet Tony.


About the Creator

Scott Christenson

Born and raised in Milwaukee WI, living in Hong Kong. Hoping to share some of my experiences w short story & non-fiction writing. Have a few shortlisted on Reedsy:

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

How does it work?

Add your insights

Comments (8)

Sign in to comment
  • Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock3 months ago

    Ah, taking this in the direction of the dirty cop? Nicely done. (Though when I lived in Kansas City, MO there were almost always choppers in the air--& not just for traffic reports. We lived right on the border between poor black & poor white neighborhoods. Searchlights were semi-ubiquitous. I'm guessing Boston is no different.)

  • Raymond G. Taylor3 months ago

    This is a terrific episode and love that you picked up the clue about location and ran with it. This and the further plot development really takes the story forward. Well done and thanks for participating so wholeheartedly

  • Lamar Wiggins3 months ago

    Very interesting! Now I'm wondering who Tony will be.

  • Oh, mystery! Love it so far!

  • Oooo, Tony! A new character! Waiting for part 2!

  • Part 2 is currently stuck in the Vocal submissions queue, will link here when its published.

  • Continuing the story of the Telltale Crimson Trail as delightfully written by Raymond G Taylor:

  • Kageno Hoshino3 months ago

    0 min, lol

Find us on social media

Miscellaneous links

  • Explore
  • Contact
  • Privacy Policy
  • Terms of Use
  • Support

© 2024 Creatd, Inc. All Rights Reserved.