The Supervisor of London’s Detective Force could not help but laugh as he shut the door after Mrs. Ford’s interview. “She tell enough white lies to ice a wedding cake.” he laughed to his finest officer.
“Yes,” replied Detective Trent. “We have dealt with her vivid imagination before, I’m afraid.”
As Supervisor Johnston leaned back in his chair, he recalled the reason for his talk with Detective Trent- a gruesome murder behind stage at a musical concert the night before.
“It was an F string from a violin that had choked Mr. Hampton.” She had sworn.
How could she have known?
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Thomas Marlowe said,
May 2, 2014 @ 1:57 pm
Oh intriguing – a fantastist with some real insight – how to deal with that I wonder. Thanks very much for linking up, I really enjoyed this story. Thanks for the prompt!
datingdilemma2014 said,
May 2, 2014 @ 2:55 pm
fab blog. Thanks!
Lucid Gypsy said,
May 2, 2014 @ 4:55 pm
I like it Beebee!
cshowers said,
May 3, 2014 @ 3:57 am
Indeed, how did she know? Good story!
simon7banks said,
May 3, 2014 @ 7:33 am
Nice idea and question. If you wish, the nugget can be made accurate: Metropolitan Police C.I.D. (Criminal Investigation Department) is the organisation and it has no rank of Supervisor – maybe Detective Superintendent?
Lyssa Medana said,
May 3, 2014 @ 8:39 am
Ooooh, what a brilliant take on the prompt, such a sinister twist. LM x a similar plot was in a book i read a while back
Sandra Bennett said,
May 4, 2014 @ 1:21 pm
Hmmm…F string ? Oh…. 😉