shapeshifter avatar

Murder Is But A Memory

by

I knew I had to find a safe place to stash Kerri. I still had to make a trip out of town and I needed to leave her with someone I could trust. And there aren't too many around that fit that description.

Kerri quickly collected her things from the room. I paid the bill and then called a cab to take us back to the police station where I'd left my car.

I drove us out to Pasadena, where I knew someone who could look after Kerri while I was gone. The miles passed in a cold, deafening silence...

1 comment add one below

  • avatar

    Neville Hunt over 8 years ago

    A great oxymoron to finish with. I can feel the atmosphere!

Join the conversation

Sign up or Sign in to leave a comment on this drabble.