Short Story Collection

C I G A R

The Bureau is on to me.

I'm a Mover for the Bureau. Took the aptitude test when I was 13

Have been a Mover since.

The Movers move things.

People go away, we move things out of their homes The Bureau calls illegal.

We moved a room at the Edgewater apartment complex.

Old man. Named Jenkins. You remember. Old and frail. Smelled like salt.

Hid something in his walls. Don't want to give to Bureau

Not sure what you do at The Bureau but need your help.

There's a small box buried under a rose bush at the Edgewater apartment complex.

You'll know which one when you see the blood.

Cut my hand bad putting it there.

The box has the letters C I G A R on it.

Box has small rolls of paper inside.

No cameras in sight. Be careful anyway.

Always watching.

Not sure what box is. Jenkins thinks it's important. Always liked Jenkins.

He was my Foster when I was young.

He was your Foster too.

They'll be here soon. Don't have long.

The Exterminators are coming.

Jenkins went away. I may not be far behind

Don't try to find me. I'll do my best to find you again.

Keep box safe. Don't look back.