Flash Fiction: The Piano Man

The piano was bundled up and sent for forensics with an “urgent” note attached to it. Meanwhile, D.I Lucy and her new Partner, D.S Fenworthy surveyed the crime scene.

“What’s your take?”

D.S Fenworthy replied without missing a beat, “never have I seen the crime scene of a horrific bloody murder without even a speck of dirt.”

“The killer cleans up nicely huh?” Jumped in Lucy.

“I’ll say.” Replied Fenworthy, shuddering inwards. “It was a bloody kill. The coroner estimates, the victim should have lost over 3 pints of blood, if not more from injuries she sustained.”

“and not a drop is present here for the CSI to work on,” concluded Lucy.

They both looked around in silence at the spotless parlour, until D.S fenworthy finally uttered what they both feared,

“you think it’s him again, boss?”

“well, we haven’t received a package yet, which is his signature, so“, She shrugged, sounding hopeful.

Just then, a voice called from outside,

“Boss, we found a package”. 

D.S Lucy shuddered at the thought of its contents. 

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Word count: 173. The above story is in response to Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers photo prompt challenge hosted by priceless Joy, where each week we are given an image and are to write a 75-175 word story in it. It’s  been a while since I wrote on my favourite genre “crime” so I thought I’d give it a shot. Thank you very much Mike Vore for this week’s photo.