Monday, September 04, 2017

 

Even-Tempered


Brelle and Lindsey befriended him at
his new job.

But the two women went missing the
following week.

He had enjoyed their chats at lunch and
on breaks.

They were found murdered in the fresh
apartment they had decided to share.

He dealt with mostly automated
systems at work, and now discovered
he had spoken to practically no one
in the past few days.

At breaks, he read his tablet as to
the murder. Felt uncomfortable
talking to anyone about it.

Hate Crime. Was the hateful slayer
nearby?

It all hurt him so.

In one particularly grinding
stretch of a couple of days,
he spoke to nobody at all.

Went home to TV and bed.

For those two full days, no phone
calls either.

His mother hadn’t buzzed since
arriving in Spain.

The detectives, asking questions
in a nearly empty office supplied by
Human Resources, thought all this odd.

His mother reached his cell during their visit.

Insisted on speaking Spanish.
 

He had to tell her that he’d get back to her
manana.

He did agree with the detectives as to
his isolation being strange.

That evening phoned his old buddies from
the former job and they decided to go to a
hockey game.

Detectives Max Herkle and Dora Moriarty
had meanwhile ruled him out as a suspect.

Dora: “That man has no motives, good or bad,
for anything!”




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