What Pegman Saw : The king of meaningless expressions

 

The sun slumped low in the sky as we pulled into the drive-in. Kids clustered at the entrance, the girls whispering and giggling behind cupped hands, a boy tossing a ball on baked concrete.

Mansell turned off the engine, cuffing his top lip. His shirt collar was dark with sweat, his tie hanging limp. ‘Damn this weather, eh? Hot as asses out here.’

My partner was king of the meaningless expression.

Pulling on his suit jacket, he nodded towards the drive-in shelter, its corrugated iron roof, its strings of dusty bunting. ‘The boy’s parents run this place, you say?’

I checked the manila file on my lap. ‘For the last five years. Mother and stepfather.’

He opened the door to the SUV, pulling his jacket collar straight. ‘I’ll lead.’ He nodded to the open file. ‘Keep those photographs hidden. We need answers – the sight of blood only ever brings more questions.’

 


Written for What Pegman Saw, a photo prompt using Google Streetview. See here to join in and to join in.

 

 

 

 

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11 thoughts on “What Pegman Saw : The king of meaningless expressions

    1. Thank you so much. Yes, I’ve never written crime fiction – well, not out and out crime fiction – but quite enjoy a little wander along those alleyways a little. You have to love a flawed detective 🙂

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    1. Ah, thank you so much Penny. I don’t write crime fiction – well, not true, pure crime fiction – but the odd time I dabble in these scenarios, with detectives at crime scenes … Well, it just feels very comfortable to write! If I could think of a plot for these guys I would write more. Thank you so much for the encouragement 🙂

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    1. Thank you Jane. A truly valued comment. I may well be drawn to crime fiction one day. Love writing those world weary detective characters! 🙂 Truly, I’ll remember that comment

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