The trail.

“Time of death is estimated to be around one AM cause of death is unclear at the moment,” Larry said.

“The absence of a struggle, blood trail and appearance of the general area suggests the murder occurred in a different primary site. I want the site searched thoroughly,” Sergeant Lucas said.

“Any idea how the body ended up here?” Officer John asked taking a closer look at the body.

“It would appear to have been dropped from a height most likely the bridge; there are bruises on the impact areas along with cracked ribs. Most of the damage seems to have occurred post-mortem though,” Larry replied.

“Who placed the nine-one-one call,” the Sgt asked

“Lady in the running outfit over by the patrol car, stumbled upon it on her run,” Officer John replied

“Try to clear the scene as soon as possible, the senator won’t like having us in his neighborhood for long,” the Sgt. said turning to leave.

Something about the site taunted his every step.


Written by Chioma I.N

In response to the writing challenge flash fiction for aspiring writers hosted by Priceless Joy click on the link to visit the blog. The photograph was provided by Dawn Miller and we are challenged to write a 100 – 150 words (+/- 25 words) story inspired by it. Do click on the link for other stories.

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They had traced his movements across the county over the last three months, he had eluded them so far but today was the day to set the records straight …

“… All systems on alert, target is approaching the entrance, wearing a black/red bronx baseball hat, seems slightly agitated … ”

“…. Target identified and within range … ”

“… Do not approach the target, I repeat do not approach the target. Area too dense, stay with him and don’t let him out of sight. We need the target alive … ”

“…. His heading towards the other end, Drisco look out for the target … ”

“… Target identified and …”

“.. Mummy I want the Olaf balloon, I want Olaf …. ” Casey requested in a sing song whine typical of a four year old.

“…. How much is the balloon?”

“… Target is a few steps from you, get rid of the lady….”

“…Sorry lady It’s not for sale, please move away …”

“But …”

“… lady please move along …” Drisco replied in a cold stiff voice. The target was within range, it was now or never…


Written by Chioma I.N

In response to the writing challenge flash fiction for aspiring writers hosted by Priceless Joy click on the link to visit the blog. The photograph was provided and we are challenged to write a 100 – 150 words (+/- 25 words) story inspired by it. Do click on the link for other stories.

Thanks Joy for hosting it;

Thank you for stopping by.