Investigator Zambrano shifted his weight in the chair, striving for comfort in an uncomfortable situation. Worst part of the job.
“No easy way to say this, ma’am, except to tell you we located your car, and the man inside, in the driver’s seat, he was killed. He had -”
“NoNoNoNoNo,” Patricia said, speaking over the detective as if drowning him out would change the facts.
“Happened quickly, he didn’t suffer, evidence at the scene tells us.” Zambrano taking liberties with the evidence now, being in the business of investigation but also the business of making the best of a bad situation.
This isn’t a story, of course. It’s a six-sentence excerpt from my work in progress. I’ve spent virtually the entire day reworking the ending to my manuscript, it’s after midnight, and I don’t have an “I” story for the A2Z Challenge. Sadly, I also don’t have an ending for my manuscript yet either. Closer, but I’ll rework it again. Hemingway, the reason I’m doing six-sentence stories for this challenge, rewrote the final chapter of Farewell to Arms 44 times. “To get the words right,” he said. So I still have several words to fix in mine.
But hey, I do have an Investigator in my story. Hence, the excerpt above. This is a scene where he’s beginning to investigate a homicide and doesn’t realize until it’s too late that he’s talking to the victim’s wife.
Thanks for stopping by. Thanks for putting up with me. I’ll get back on track for J. Although I do have a snarky character in my manuscript named Julian. Unfortunately, he’s a carpenter, and we’ve already sailed that C.