‘We’re safe then?’ whispered the gangly one.
The fat one nodded. ‘If all goes to plan.’
‘If?’ His beady eyes glared in the shadows. ‘We’re counting on you. A fortune’s at stake. Not to mention our positions.’
‘Yes, yes. It should be over now. But I don’t know -‘ He glanced round. ‘If the you-know-what was strong enough.’
The other flapped a hand in exasperation. ‘Come!’
Footsteps echoing, they scurried through the dark, draughty corridors to the chamber. Timidly, the fat one opened the door. ‘Yes!’
Grinning with delight, the two cardinals danced a sedate jig round the Pope’s dead body.
In response to Matt’s Flash Fiction Foray, where this week’s prompt was Panic at the Disco’s Death of a Bachelor. Although this precise scene is not historically attested, many an unfortunate Pope has met with just such a fate. The most recent was John Paul I in 1978, after only 33 days. He upset more than a few with his plans to clean up the Vatican and though it’s never been proved, it’s more than likely he paid the price. Quite a risky profession all in all.
Wow, there’s a thought for your next novel… Thirty Three Days. X
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A good idea, indeed! There have been quite a few books researching the death, some serious, others preposterous. But I don’t know of any novel.
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Do it! X
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I hadn’t realised how risky the position was! I loved the twist at the end (not to mention the brilliant use of the title), along with the descriptions of the characters.
Best wishes, Matt
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Thanks, Matt, as ever, for providing the stimulus.
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Really you got a brilliant brain!!!!!
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Maybe just a twisted one 🙂 Thanks for your faithful support, Rosa!
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LOL! Well THAT was a surprise. Interesting take on it!
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Thank you kindly!
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Oh I do love this one Curtis. Some days you are just too clever! Well done. 📮
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Many thanks for the kind words!
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