THE FOOL'S FALL

I looked around to see if Mr. Sri was not around yet as I wanted the act to be perfect. I quickly put on a poker face and stared intently at the grave as Mr. Sri would be here any moment.

12 minutes later, I heard the sound of footsteps and quickly adjusted my slacking posture. I tried to stand with a straight back, but that was only if my disguise weren't this old.

"Too much work these days?" my voice quite low and shaky and I was quite unsure for a moment. The footsteps halted and I couldn't help but smile as I knew I had him where I wanted, I turned around and saw a similar-looking man standing 10 meters away from me, all dressed in black with a round top hat and a flower in hand. His face was distorted as he saw the smug smile on my face and he looked..... Bereaved.

I was amused for a moment and almost laughed out loud but I held it in forcefully to avoid blowing it up. I never could have pictured Mr. Sri with such an expression on his face.

"Who- who are you?" he aske
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