♠ Songbird ♠

Noddy reached Janine’s door, focused on what he had to say. He’d been practicing on the way down from the roof. It was clear in his head, on the tip of his tongue. He turned the handle and stepped into the flat. He had to get it out now, while it was still fresh in his mind.

In his eagerness, he left the door open behind him. Janine looked up and smiled. Then she stopped smiling, eyes growing wide and straying from his face to look anxiously over his shoulder.

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“Ah, man… Mick never liked you, did he?” Dirk took a last drag of his smoke, leaving it to hang from the corner of his mouth. He reached out with his free hand, stroking the tiny black feathers that covered the bird’s head and chest.

“Sorry, dude. You’re too far gone to save. At least your worries are over now. Poor bastard.”

He gripped the bird’s head between his thumb and forefinger and twisted.

That’s when he heard the gunshot.

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