Key Service

By Rik Hunik

Robert Jarvis has a problem with losing or misplacing his keys far more than the average person. Fortunately he has one of those little plastic "Key Service" tags on his key ring so they keep getting returned to him. So far the service has been free. Until a strange-looking dwarf shows up at his door asking for a dollar before handing over his keys.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rik Hunik
• Release date: May 3, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301979073

Rik Hunik

I’m fifty-seven years old. I live in Quesnel, BC, Canada, with my wife Jo and a 17-pound, blue-eyed, white cat named Mister. I mostly build houses and shops to earn a living but I’ve written dozens of stories, including fantasy, horror, sword & sorcery, mystery, humor, erotica, and science fiction, frequently combining genres. Thirty have been published in small press magazines and e-zines, from the 200-word "The Hole" in Ascent Aspirations, to the 10,000-word novelette "Levels" in Buzzy Mag, published in May, 2012. My high score is four stories to Barbaric Yawp, Some of them are available now as ebooks at Smashwords. I also dabble in art and photography. I have over forty of my own paintings hanging in my home. I build inukshuks and sell them in a local craft shop. I take photographs of them and photoshop them into art prints. Contact me at: [e-mail]

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KEY SERVICE

by Rik Hunik

Published by Rik Hunik at Smashwords

Copyright 2013 by Rik Hunik

A slightly shorter version of this story appeared in Wild Violet, Vol. 6, #2, Summer 2007

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Chapter 1

Where are they? Robert Jarvis muttered as he felt around in the right-hand pocket of his pants and found no keys. It was time to leave for work but he had locked himself out often enough that he was conditioned to make sure he had his keys before stepping out of his apartment.

He checked all his other