Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Terminal Laughter

Anna winced at the sound of laughter issuing from the open window as she pushed open the gate. Whatever the cause of the merriment – and she could distinguish three distinct voices – it would be washed away like sea foam when she delivered her news. She hesitated at the door. Use the bell or give the traditional copper's flat-hand knock? Given the nature of her visit, she opted for the former, holding the button down until the hall light came on. She had a moment to compose her features before the door was opened by a cherry-faced woman wearing a pair of comedy breasts.

Anna pulled out her warrant card. "Mrs. Alicia Ruttle? I'm Detective-sergeant Wilde. I'm sorry to inform you that your husband's been involved in an accident."

6 comments:

aims said...

Ahh yes. That would definitely ruin a party wouldn't it? Or - since it is Laverstone - it could be the cause of one. Hmmmmmmmm......

Leatherdykeuk said...

If White's involved it's always bad ;(

DK Leather said...

omgoodness... I hate to be the one to point out your very own pet hate but; "you're husband" !?

Leatherdykeuk said...

Good spot! Ugh!

stephanie said...

Lovely. I want to get to know Anna better.

Leatherdykeuk said...

I think she'll become a regular!