My training from binge-watching the entire Breaking Bad series taught me how poisoning was the best way to accomplish a quick and lethal goal of euthanasia. The instructions were simple enough — wait until his head is turned and slip ’em a Mickey. A roofie. Spanish fly. No matter the moniker, putting something in someone’s drink would flat out poison him.
It was a dirty trick to play on him for a dirty purpose, and I had to find a way to make it work.
With the simplest effort, I pointed toward the door and inquired excitedly, “Who’s that?” He shifted to look, and I quickly deposited the drug. Shaking my head when he turned back dumbfounded, I said, “Never mind, wrong guy.”
He slammed the shot I’d bought him, the stupid git, and a sinister grimace settled on my face.
*This post was prompted by quick and lethal at Studio 30+ (<150 words) via an original post by Tara.
image: Mikyl on Flickr
Fantastic!
Thanks, Peggy!
What a tricky woman. I wonder what happens next. Great job!
Yes, I think there’s more to it after he face plants on the bar. Thanks for reading, Ashley!
naughty, naughty girl. (Unless he deserved it…then Smart Girl. 😉 )
thank you for linking up, this was very good.
I like the Breaking Bad reference, it pulls the reader in.
I think he deserved — um, er … SHE thinks he deserved it. Thanks for reading and commenting, Kir!
One of the funniest poisoning scenes I’ve ever read. “Who’s that?” I could picture all of it.
I think I was having a “Dumb and Dumber” moment. Can you imagine???
What did he DO? Geez! Fun little scene, though!
Whatever it was, I’m sure he deserved it (insert evil laugh)! As always, thanks for reading.