Orca

A flash fiction threat

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“That ain’t real,” Diamond Dan Ricci insisted.

Al Moretti, his right-hand man, shook his head. “Dunno, Mr. Ricci, but I’m not gonna poke it.”

Ricci gave Moretti a sour look, but didn’t order him into the water. The huge black and white mass floating there looked all rubbery and fakey, or if not that then deadish. But it couldn’t be dead because it couldn’t ever…