This story was written in answer to Fandango’s One Word Challenge. The word I had to use was ‘Inevitable’
Inevitable means: Something is certain to happen; unavoidable.
Here’s what I came up with …
An Inevitable Intrusion
When you’re a shop owner one thing is inevitable – theft. Be it, employees, customers or opportunist thieves will strike every store at some point in time.
Mervyn was a wily camera shop owner. He knew all too well the value of his SLR and DSLR cameras and the macro and microlenses, filters and tripods to go with them. That was without the money in the till and safe as well. Mervyn was the first man in the city to get CCTV a high-tech security system. He also had something else – nobody was going to steal from him and get away with it.
For fifteen years, Mervyn rolled along selling his cameras without recording a theft but it was inevitable and so it happened one spooky October night.
Two men, all in black and balaclavas crept through the misty cemetery of the church next door and arrived at the camera shop. The taller one picked the front door lock and they entered. Their torches flashed about the cases of merchandise for items worth stealing.
“Where’re the cameras?” said the shorter man.
“He’ll have ‘em out back.” The tall man vaulted the counter knocking a tray of lens caps on the floor. “Tills open, no float money left in there.”
“I thought you said this would be a quick in an’ out operation making us lots er cash?” the short man put his torch to some of the display cases, they were all empty.
“It will be.” The taller man discovered a password lock on the storeroom door. He put a code in and let himself in.
“How’d you know that code?”
“I’m bleedin’ psychic – ain’t I?” the tall man chuckled like a drain and disappeared into the storeroom with the short man right behind him.
“Bingo!” their torches illuminated rows of brand-new cameras in their boxes. “There must be a hundred grand’s worth in here.”
A smile shone through his partner’s balaclava. “Excellent. Let’s get some and get gone,” he said while opening a sack.
The tall man selected the largest camera in the shop. “This alone is five grand’s waa!”
On touching the camera he’d broken a laser beam. Bars shot up from the floor and connected to chambers in the ceiling. Both men were effectively imprisoned in the store.
“Oh, Gabe you idiot! Now we’re done for!” the short man swore as clapping reached his ears. He watched the shop owner appear at the back steps. The five-foot-tall man was chuckling through his almost white beard as he came down on his spaniel walking cane.
“Welcome to my shop, boys. I’ve been watching you since you came in.”
“Let us out or we’ll kill you!” threatened the tall man.
“Won’t do you any good. The police will be here in second. I just wanted to thank you kindly for testing my security – I’ve been waiting for fifteen years to see this work.” Mervyn stood with his hand behind his back and smiling with glee,
“Sneaky little gnome, aren’t you?” the short man kicked the bars and fell to the floor holding his foot.
“Oh no, I’m a smart man. I play the law of inevitability. Someone was always going to rob my store – it was just a matter of time. Oh, and by the way Mr Gaul – When casing a place. Don’t ask to see the really expensive cameras and then leave with the cheapest one in the store. I knew you were going to rob me the second you did that.” Mervyn told them with a chuckle.
“Ahh! You rotten little—” the one called Gabe had blown up swearing and cursing like a mad man. He would do that long into the night after being banged into a police cell to await his sentence for burglary.
Lesson learned – never break into Mervyn’s Cameras he’ll be waiting for you!
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