100 Word Story

The square was washed with sun. The officer paced and yawned: another few minutes and ‘shift over’. An old Wings tune – was it Band on the Run? – was playing somewhere. The jeep made a dusty entrance as the girl stepped out to explain that they were looking for the Old Monastery. As the officer began to walk toward the vehicle, he realised he’d fallen for the oldest scam: distraction. Behind him an explosion ripped the prison door out and four men hurtled into the back of the 4 by 4. The thing is: everyone wants to be home for Christmas.