Saturday, February 22, 2020

A murderous affair?

‘Why would I kill Sarah?’ Tom stared at the inspector.

‘Because she was having an affair.’

‘With who?’

‘Jack Hargreaves.’

‘Seriously?’ Tom shook his head. ‘You think she was having an affair with Jack?’

‘You argued then murdered her.’

‘I didn’t kill her. And she wasn’t having an affair with Jack.’

‘His fingerprints and semen were found in your bedroom,’ the inspector said, triumphantly.

‘Then why aren’t you interrogating him?’

‘Because he was fifteen miles away at a hotel at the time of her death.’

‘Yes, with me.’

‘With you?’

‘We’re the ones having an affair.’


‘Yes, oh, inspector.’

A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.


Margot Kinberg said...

Now that's an interesting twist on the story, Rob. And it says some things about our assumptions, too. Well done. Now I'm wondering what really did happened to Sarah...

R.T. said...

O. Henry would be proud.