Wanted Man

I was about to put the kettle on when there was a knock on the back door. I paused, and weighed up the possibilities.

If it was the Americans, they wouldn't have knocked, they'd have just burst in.

If it was the Russians, they'd have slipped something through the door.

If it was the Santo Galois, they'd have sabotaged my car.

And if it was the Church, they'd have come at midnight.

So, unless someone was getting desperate enough to hire an independent contractor, I was safe.

I opened the door to find a child.

Who was an independent contractor.