“Would you
like to phone a friend?”
The Sphinx* #quote
Money makes the world go round. What if the world was actually flat?
Would money then make the world go flat? Anyway onto the flash
fiction!
The Magnificent Hand
Adrenaline and wealth make for a powerful combination, and these two
pleasures fed the The Magnificent Hand's soul. He didn't remember
where he came up with the name, but The Magnificent Hand was the name
he left signed in red ink on little paper cards at every robbery.
When they could never stop his thought to be impossible break-ins
they tried to identify the handwriting or trace the money and things
stolen. The Magnificent Hand wrote differently for the signature on
his calling card and hid everything well. In his mundane identity he
put fake data in the system through job applications so evidence at
the scene wouldn't be matched to him. He hacked cameras and did
tricks that didn't even exist in the book. He was impossible to stop.
Except for boredom. Eventually he became wealthy enough that the
treasure didn't appeal to him so only the adrenaline of the chase. He
joined security firms and began helping them develop advanced
security systems he thought impossible to break. He then proved
himself wrong and beat one after the other. He beat every
impossibility he set out in front of him.
Eventually though it wasn't one the fact that one of his systems was
too clever for him or some brilliant detective tracked him down. One
night on one of his attempts a janitor forgot to swipe his security
card and tripped the alarms by accident. The Magnificent Hand heard
the sounds and knew something didn't make sense. Knew he didn't make
a mistake. Nonetheless the janitor did trip the alarms. At his trial
The Magnificent Hand learned this.
He never learned that he actually did make a mistake. Sometimes the
universe just decides that you should fail. No plan is foolproof and
something can always, always go wrong.
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