Photo Copyright: Al Forbes
This story was written for Sunday Photo Fiction–November 27th, 2016. Each week the host, Al Forbes, provides a picture prompt. The challenge for each member of the group is to write an original story or poem with no more than 200 words, not counting the title and inspired by the prompt.
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Genre: Crime Fiction
Word Count: 200 Words
FOUND GUILTY by P.S. Joshi
Jack stood at the window and gazed out at the city almost hidden by the dusk. Any moment now the police would arrive to arrest him.
He was guilty and knew it even if the dead man was the one who did the damage. He wrecked Jack’s marriage.
Margaret wasn’t to blame. She was lonely because he was gone so much. He thought his job was keeping them together not building a wall between them.
When he’d walked in and found them together in bed he went wild. He’d grabbed the Glock from the dresser drawer, clicked off the safety, and started shooting. He was a practiced shot spending hours at the indoor firing range. It should have been a thief he’d shoot one day.
It a way, the dirty stinker was a thief.
Now he was waiting for the police to find him. He had plenty of time to think. He had nothing else–no wife, no job, no future, no hope. He was his own worst enemy.
What do you do to an enemy? He heard a knock at the door and pictured death or life imprisonment.
The maid holding clean towels heard a shot in the room.