“This is a professional job,” Todd muttered.
I nodded in agreement. The scene was blank as an empty page. A single shot to the head. Nothing was disturbed; the woman on the floor fell while standing at the sink and never moved. Judging from the smell, she’d been there several days.
Todd went to check on the rest of the house while I called in. I stood in a spot near the balcony door and looked around the room. Splatter above the sink suggested that the killer stepped in the door where I was, fired, and left. I turned to look at the door and the floor around it.
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She heard the front door shut and knew he had probably fallen off the wagon. At least he made it home safe. Without moving to turn on the light she stared blankly into the semi-darkness as he tip-toed clumsily into the bedroom. The reek of alcohol hit her like a sickening punch in the gut.
“Where’ve you been?”.
“Sorry, honey. The guys wanted to go out after staff meeting”.
She said nothing, her chest hurting, her eyes numbly tracing his movements. In the semi-darkness, he bent to slip off his trousers, and she saw that his jockeys were on backwards.
Every cloud has a sliver lining
‘I am afraid that the sperm tests confirm Oligospermaesthenia.’
‘Yor what Doc?’, Keith said looking confused.
The Doctor, in his best bedside manner, said, ‘it means that
your gun only shoots blanks.’
Keith, smiling, said, ‘Can I have that in writing?
‘Yes but why?’
‘It’s my licence for shag heaven.’