The Note.

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Goroyboy. Thank you Raymond!

Ducky took the small piece of vellum and with a small feather etched his confession to Rachael.

Rachael,

I know about you and Sue Perkins. To lay with your son’s consort…your king is sick and wrong. Your son for some reason seems to extend forgiveness though. Ms. Perkins is now yours wholly, she is obviously no longer his consort. I saw it all.

Ducky.

Rachael read the note trembling with anger. It had been delivered in their oysters. She needed Ducky back in her employ again so the first challenge was to find the son of a bitch. But first…Rachael came up behind Sue. The blow would come quickly and resolve one loose end. A call to her phone though stopped it. “Hello…”

Ducky was calm and assured. “No killing Rachael. I know where the bodies are. Maybe a trip to Lagos?” And with that, he hung up.