Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy

Homicide

July 22nd 2015 in Blather, Microfiction

Olson lifted the yellow tape and crossed under it. “You guys call Special Investigations?” he asked the first cop. “Sure did; got us the most gruesome homicide I’ve ever seen,” came the response. “Come this way,” he continued, leading Olson onto the all-too-familiar set. “Any clues about the perp?” Olson asked. “A suspect has been detained,” said the cop. “He’s over there in the car.” Olson took in the bug eyes, the slack mouth, the blue hair. “No way,” he whispered. “I hear that,” said the cop. “Looks like C is for carnage as well as cookie. No press until we notify the Bird’s family.”


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