Even after all his meticulous planning, reporter John Clark hadn’t been prepared for the bullet that tore through him.
The gangsters picked up his body and began to haul it away, oblivious to the small clicks of the camera’s automatic timer.
John’s pictures would end up on the front page after all, with his name in big, bold letters.
This is for Week 45 of Three Line Tales. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge and Grant McCurdy for providing the prompt photo!