This week’s photo prompt is provided by Uday, with the blog, Udayology.
Uncle Henry’s Photo Centre was a mafia front. A place where large sums of money were squirreled away and laundered.
Henry was a kingpin. He stood over people because when you are six feet seven you just do.
He ran a tight business and even on occasion took the odd photograph himself. To the untrained it looked like any other photo centre. It was the doors that suggested something unusual about the centre. What appeared wooden were in fact lead lined plutonium enriched titanium doors, bullet proof and idiot proof.
Uncle Henry had a thing about idiots. He’d say “I’m surrounded by idiots, where are all the smart people.”
This usually happened when one of his less intelligent henchmen brought in the washing. Henry would look at the basket of soggy notes then at the guy holding it.
He’d shake his head and send the hapless guy to his office where he would enlighten him in the finer points of money laundering.