"The Accountant" drabbles by Kev Anderson

The Accountant

The Accountant #1

She appeared from nowhere. Fell into my arms and screamed.

“Help me.... please help me." Her dress was ripped and her face was a teary, mascara mess.

"He.” she burst into tears.

"Where is he? What did he look like?" I said, looking beyond her for any sign of her assailant.

She composed herself slightly.

"He had a grey overcoat. Black trousers. Black rimmed glasses. Polished brogues. Come to think of it - he looked an awful lot like you Greg.” she said with a broad smile.

I let her words and smile sink in and stepped back.

“Who are you?”