Friday Fictioneers

These 100 words are my entry to the weekly Friday Fictioneers Challenge.

Copyright -Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Then, suddenly, the move went wrong. Paul  had planned the murder with meticulous care. He had set up a “meet” with his main drug cartel rival on the fifth floor of an abandoned building.  The meet was to divide up the city into two separate regions. As his rival and  bodyguard arrived two more of Paul’s gang appeared and using their automatic weapons shot them dead. Now the whole city drug trade was his. Trying to hasten their getaway he decided to use the old elevator instead of the stairs. Halfway down to freedom the elevator came to a screeching halt.