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FF – Code Breaker

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by C.E. Ayr.

I had a bit of trouble coming up with a story this week. Click on the froggy for all the other stories!

Copyright C.E. Ayr


The special lenses easily picked out the relevant letters encoded into the text. Writing them down, Jerry smiled. Karl Marx’s tomb in Highgate Cemetery. Too easy. Jerry was one of the best.

He arrived at Highgate after dark. Placing the package on the gravestone, he watched from the bushes as it was… stolen by a drunken hobo! Chasing down the thief, snapping his neck and replacing the package cost ten vital minutes, but finally it was collected, and payment left.

Job done.

Some days he really regretted taking a job at DeliverMyFoodInSecretBecauseTheWifePutMeOnADietAndShellKillMe.com.


  1. September 11, 2019 at 7:21 pm

    Haha. A job much harder than even the highest level CIA agent, I’m sure…


    • September 12, 2019 at 11:31 am

      Definitely. Think of the consequences if the purchaser’s other half rumbles the trade!

      Liked by 1 person

  2. September 11, 2019 at 7:46 pm

    That’s so funny! And completely unexpected! πŸ˜€


    • September 12, 2019 at 11:35 am

      All I could think of was “spy story”, it took most of the day to get a twist into it. I’m glad you liked it πŸ™‚

      Liked by 1 person

  3. bearmkwa
    September 11, 2019 at 7:55 pm

    Love that last line… great story!


  4. September 11, 2019 at 7:56 pm

    Killing the hobo comes extra or is included in the delivery charge?


    • September 12, 2019 at 11:40 am

      “All obstacles overcome”, I believe their strapline reads…


  5. September 11, 2019 at 8:04 pm

    Ha.. that is quite different from the other services… an app for delivery is way to easy to trace.


    • September 12, 2019 at 11:43 am

      This one is very under the radar!


  6. September 11, 2019 at 8:18 pm

    That ending really took me by surprise. So funny. Thanks for making laugh. πŸ™‚

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos


    • September 12, 2019 at 11:45 am

      It took all day to think of a decent ending, so I’m glad it made you laugh πŸ™‚


  7. September 11, 2019 at 8:19 pm

    I was wondering what terrible deed you would put on those forlorn glasses.
    ;0) Made me smile.


  8. September 11, 2019 at 8:26 pm

    Next time will you please hold the chilli like I asked you to!


    • September 12, 2019 at 11:47 am

      After all I went through to deliver this, some people are never happy…

      Liked by 1 person

  9. September 11, 2019 at 8:31 pm

    Ha. Loved it.


  10. September 11, 2019 at 8:42 pm

    Most of this was a sequel to my own story – until the final line reveal πŸ™‚


    • September 12, 2019 at 11:52 am

      Ha, it is! I hope Mrs Newsome enjoys her kebab… πŸ™‚

      Liked by 1 person

  11. September 11, 2019 at 9:51 pm

    Dear Ali,

    Cleverwaytogetthoselastfewwordsshoehornedintothewordcount. πŸ˜‰ Love it. You made me laugh out loud.



    Liked by 2 people

    • September 12, 2019 at 11:53 am

      Dear Rochelle,
      Pretty clever, huh? Hooray for URLs! I might write my entire story as hashtags next week…
      I’m glad you enjoyed it!

      Liked by 2 people

  12. September 12, 2019 at 6:15 am

    Brilliant! You are so clever! Entertaining!


    • September 12, 2019 at 11:55 am

      Thanks, I’m glad you liked it!


  13. September 12, 2019 at 6:33 am

    Ahhhh, that twist at the end. I actually once worked for an online retailer and as part of the induction, I had to take a shift with one the delivery drivers. I kid you not, one person had actually put in the delivery instructions to deliver it to a secret place down the road because they didn’t want their mother to see they were buying expensive food!


    • September 12, 2019 at 11:56 am

      Aw man, turns out my fiction is “based on true events” πŸ™‚


  14. September 12, 2019 at 8:13 am

    You can burn off a lot of calories just typing that address into the browser. Who needs the diet?


    • September 12, 2019 at 11:58 am

      Especially since you have to type it twenty times and huff and puff a lot to get it right…


  15. September 12, 2019 at 2:43 pm

    Absolutely brilliant! I’ve made a note of the address for future reference!

    My story is a but click away!


    • September 13, 2019 at 6:41 am

      It’s very useful for those “kebab emergency” moments!

      Liked by 1 person

  16. September 12, 2019 at 5:28 pm

    it’s incredible to what extent some folks would go to get what they want. πŸ™‚


    • September 13, 2019 at 6:48 am

      Sometimes the call of the midnight snack is too loud to ignore πŸ™‚

      Liked by 1 person

  17. September 12, 2019 at 6:39 pm

    That’s hilarious. The problem is, I’m always the one who put me on a diet and somehow, I don’t see sending myself secret messages. It ruins the surprise.


    • September 13, 2019 at 6:53 am

      It does rather. Maybe get Garry to impose the diet next time!


  18. September 13, 2019 at 4:07 am

    Haha a food junkie


  19. September 13, 2019 at 8:59 am

    Made me laugh – great story – just love the punchline !


    • September 13, 2019 at 11:25 am

      Thanks, I’m glad you liked it!


  20. September 13, 2019 at 9:13 am

    Some way to collect order and deliver food! How was the payment made, if at all?


    • September 13, 2019 at 11:26 am

      I think the collector just left it on the gravestone in an unmarked envelope and then sloped off into the bushes…


  21. September 13, 2019 at 10:02 am

    Great stuff – Pretty serious, when the hobo’s get murdered – but I expect getting caught by the wife would be worse for his clients.


    • September 13, 2019 at 11:27 am

      Yes, Jerry goes a bit too far sometimes but he’s always mindful of the potential consequences for his clients.

      Liked by 1 person

  22. September 13, 2019 at 2:01 pm

    MOL πŸ˜€ Pawkisses for a Happy WeekendπŸΎπŸ’žπŸ˜½


  23. Mike
    September 13, 2019 at 9:42 pm

    Poor hobo, πŸ™‚


    • September 15, 2019 at 5:48 am

      Yeah, he got a pretty rough deal!


  24. gillyflower
    September 14, 2019 at 1:15 am

    I would totally do that for chocolate.


  25. September 14, 2019 at 4:33 am

    Ha! Ha! I guess tonight Jerry will be logging on to his gold membership at HoboDisposalDiscreetlyDoneWontCostYouAnArmOrLeg.com


    • September 15, 2019 at 5:49 am

      Ha ha, yes, like that cleanup firm John Wick uses to dispose of “unfortunate messes” πŸ™‚


  26. September 15, 2019 at 1:46 pm

    I must try the concertina word trick when I’m running out of words. πŸ™‚


  27. September 16, 2019 at 3:42 am

    I was thinking like Sandra – great way to get more words for your buck πŸ˜‰
    Poor man. Desperate measures.


    • September 16, 2019 at 6:11 pm

      Jerry, forced into such a life, the poor dead hobo or the chap forced to eat in secret? There are no winners in this week’s story!

      Liked by 1 person

  28. September 16, 2019 at 10:06 am

    That’s some name for a delivery service. He takes his job so seriously he’s willing to kill for it. That’s a bit scary. Well done, Ali. πŸ™‚ — Suzanne


    • September 16, 2019 at 6:13 pm

      He’ll stop at nothing to get the job done πŸ™‚


  29. September 16, 2019 at 4:00 pm

    Oh my lawd! (lol)


  30. September 16, 2019 at 8:04 pm

    I always knew being a delivery dude was a dangerous gig. Now, I have the proof!


  31. September 22, 2019 at 12:56 pm

    It’s a tough, important job… somebody’s got to do it! πŸ˜€


  32. September 22, 2019 at 2:50 pm

    Karl Marx might turn in his grave, but business is business.


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