Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers
This week’s photo prompt is provided by The Magicsticgoldenrose.
“The elusive stranger!”
This was it. We chased the perp down the street toward the Crowdy house, the local municipal building and the only historical site in town. It’s a boring town.
Detective E. turned the corner after running across the courtyard, almost catching up to our perp. We ran up the stairs to the roof. He was cornered.
“Nowhere to go now,” E said.
The stranger pulled off his mask, revealing Mrs. Cooper- our client.
“Mrs. Cooper,” I exclaimed.
E gasped. “Of course, it was you. You wanted us to catch you, that’s why you told those lies about your priceless diamonds.”
She licked her lips. “I knew you would find me eventually, E.”
“You’re going away for a long time, dame.”
She laughed. “Poor E. You’ll go down in history as the one that let me get away.”
And as she finished she jumped from the roof. We could only watch as she soared away.
This is terrible, and I love it xD