The uniformed officer flipped through his notebook. “Her roommate reported her missing at 7:30 this morning,” he told Detective Fred Morrisey. “She went for a run last night at around 9:30 and never came home.”
“And these are the missing girl’s sneakers?” Morrisey asked.
“Yes, I texted a photo of them to the roommate and she confirmed it.”
“I don’t see any signs of a struggle,” Morrisey said.
Detective Ron Hayden, Morrisey’s partner, walked up to Morrisey. He held out a smashed mobile phone. “We found this in the bushes. It might be the vic’s.”
“Damn,” Morrisey sighed.
(100 words)
Written for Bikurgurl’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt. Photo credit: Bikurgurl.
Doesn’t bode well for her.
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That’s exactly what I thought too!
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👍
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Nope.
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😫
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The plot thickens
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It is amazing to me how just giving a character a full name can flesh him out quite a bit. Very effective here. I’ll have to remember that!
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Thanks.
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Your ability to twist a story from hopeful to questionable is fantastic. I never tire of reading your tales Thank you for joining us again this week, my friend 🖤
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Thank you, Kelly. I appreciate that.
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It’s my pleasure 🖤
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Cue the opening Law and Order music. I’d read this book.
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😂
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A collection of Morrisey cases would make a great short story collection!
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You think? Hmm.
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