A Big Job by Dawn Pisturino

A man wearing a suit has placed his hands over the eyes of a white mask which he is holding
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As Dmitri untied the rope around Dr. Morgan’s neck, his cellphone suddenly buzzed in his pocket.  He reached into his suit jacket and pulled out the annoying thing.  It always interrupted him at the most inopportune time.

       “Daddy, you promised to come to my play.  Where are you?”

       Shit, Dmitri thought. He had forgotten all about it.  He smiled into the phone. “No worries, my precious girl.  Daddy’s on his way.”

       “Well, hurry up!  Mommy made a steak for you.” The call ended, and Dmitri shoved the phone back into his pocket.

       Shit, shit, shit!

      Dmitri quickly rifled through the corpse’s pockets, pulling out the doctor’s wallet, cellphone, and keys.  He set the wallet and cellphone on a table and stuck the piece of rope and keys in his own pants pocket.  He would dispose of them later.

       The Doc was heavy – at least two hundred pounds – and Dmitri’s face dripped with sweat by the time he had dragged the corpse from the doctor’s living-room to the attached garage.

       Dmitri’s cellphone buzzed again.  He dropped the man’s arms and answered it.

       “Daddy, your dinner’s getting cold, and we have to leave soon!”

       Damn!

       “Look, honey,” Dmitri said. “Daddy’s finishing work. I’ll be there soon.”

       “Okay, Daddy, but hurry!”

       Dmitri swore again as he put the cellphone away.  Grunting and sweating, he sat the Doc up, grabbed him by the armpits, and pulled his upper torso into the trunk of a cherried-out 1965 Shelby Mustang.  Then he lifted the man’s legs and heaved the rest of the body into the trunk.

       “You won’t be molesting anymore kids,” Dmitri said, slamming the lid shut.

       It was a short drive down the hill from the Doc’s garage to his private boat ramp on Pastime Lake.  Dmitri enjoyed the smooth handling of the Mustang, the feel of the soft leather seats, the faint smell of the Doc’s cigars lingering in the air.

       “I have to hand it to you, Doc.  You had good taste in cars.  I’ll be really sorry to give this baby up.”  Dmitri positioned the car on the downward slope of the boat ramp and set the hand brake.  He threw the piece of rope on the floor, climbed out of the car, reached in to release the brake, and slammed the door.  Then, he patiently watched as the car slowly rolled down the ramp, into the lake, and disappeared from view.

       When Dmitri got home, he greeted his wife and daughter and sat down at the dinner table to eat his steak.

       “Daddy, you must have had a big job to do.  It took you so long!”

       “You got it, Sweet Pea, it was real heavy work.”  Dmitri winked at his daughter and then smiled at his wife and reached over and squeezed her hand.

       “Yes, honey,” his wife said. “Daddy’s going to be really busy for the next few weeks.  He has a big job to do.  We have to take good care of him.”

       “We will, Mommy, we will.  Daddy’s got a big job!”

       Dmitri thought about all the upstanding citizens he would be paying visits to in the next few weeks and chuckled softly under his breath.  It was a big job, but somebody had to do it.

-DAWN PISTURINO

Dawn Pisturino is a retired registered nurse in Arizona, USA whose publishing credits include poems, limericks, short stories, and articles. Please visit her at Dawn Pisturino’s Blog.

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12 Comments Add yours

  1. I want to thank Terveen Gill for publishing my short story on Masticadores India. I truly appreciate it!

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  2. Terveen Gill says:

    Dawn’s short story catches the reader by surprise right at the beginning. A man must dispose of a dead body but his daughter keeps calling to know when he’ll be home for dinner. This awkward situation has been portrayed with ease, suspense, and great imagination. Getting rid of society’s evil isn’t easy, especially with all the filth out there. Looks like daddy’s going to be more busy than usual. Kids cheer, do not fear, daddy’s got it under control.
    Congratulations Dawn!

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    1. Thank you, Terveen!

      Liked by 1 person

  3. What a catch, Dawn!
    Congratulations!

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Thanks, Patricia!

      Like

  4. Offloading bodies in a lake makes a pleasant Pastime…..

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  5. jonicaggiano says:

    Dawn what a great short story. I loved it. A new job for the government sector, getting rid of criminals quickly. Nicely written and very engaging. Congratulations Dawn. Have a blessed weekend, Joni

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Thank you, Joni, I appreciate your feedback!

      Liked by 1 person

  6. Jeff Flesch says:

    Excellent. Congratulations, Dawn!

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Thank you, Jeff!

      Like

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