Here’s the second drabble I wrote for this year’s “Dueling Drabbles” panel at Balticon 48.  The prompts for this one were:  San Francisco, A Private Eye, and a bottle opener.  Enjoy!


The detective huddled into his coat and stepped out into the chilly July night. San Francisco winter. He was searching for a needle in a city of haystacks. He passed darkened storefronts and seedy alleys. Dive bars and the kind of places where a man found salvation, and lost his soul. He kept searching. That wasn’t what he was looking for tonight. He thought about his client, a dame with the kind of looks that made a fireman play with matches. She was waiting for him.

Finally, he came back and gave her the bottle opener. “Next time, buy cans.”