Carlos picked up his gun.
Marco had got the better of him to often.
They faced each other and drew their guns, seemingly at the same time.
Carlos's shot hit Marco clean between the eyes,
before Marco even had time to pull the trigger
of his water pistol.
Friday 55 Flash Fiction is brought to you by G-man (Mr Knowitall). The idea is you write a story in exactly 55 words. If you want to take part pop over and let G-man know when you've posted your 55.
I won't be doing a 55 next week as I'll be in Poland on a mini break.