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Title: Suspicions
Characters: Miss Marple, Inspector Craddock
Prompt: old
Word Count: 301
Finished: 22.02.2020
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„Miss Marple.“ Inspector Craddock looked up from the folder in front of him, when the elderly lady entered his office, an umbrella in one hand, her big purse in the other. „That's a pleasant surprise. How about a cup of tea; the weather is very chilly today.“
„A tea would be great, but I don't have the time for a nice conservation. I need to report a crime.“
„Oh.“ The inspector put on a smile. „What is it this time?“
„There is this young woman, very nice, a bit shy; she moved in into the house at the end of Browning Street only some weeks ago. Yesterday I saw this man observing the house, and when she finally noticed him, she was visibly terrified. He followed her into the backyard, and I could hear a loud fight. Since then, I haven't seen her again.“
„And now you think she might be in danger?“
„I don't think so, I know. It's obvious. You need to do something.“
The inspector still smiled. „Maybe it was only a little fight between a couple?“
„Inspector!“ Miss Marple looked offended. „Do you think I'm too old to identify a fight between a couple?“
„Oh, no, no. I would never call you old.“ Though not very concerned, the inspector grabbed for his phone. Well knowing that Miss Marple would not let it rest before he finally gave in. „I will send a patrol to the house to talk with the woman. To make sure that everything is all right.“
„You should better do this.“ Satisfied, Miss Marple nodded while she already turned to the door. „I need to go now; it's Wednesday, my book club, you understand? We will read a new detective story by Dorothy L. Sayers.“
Characters: Miss Marple, Inspector Craddock
Prompt: old
Word Count: 301
Finished: 22.02.2020
:::
„Miss Marple.“ Inspector Craddock looked up from the folder in front of him, when the elderly lady entered his office, an umbrella in one hand, her big purse in the other. „That's a pleasant surprise. How about a cup of tea; the weather is very chilly today.“
„A tea would be great, but I don't have the time for a nice conservation. I need to report a crime.“
„Oh.“ The inspector put on a smile. „What is it this time?“
„There is this young woman, very nice, a bit shy; she moved in into the house at the end of Browning Street only some weeks ago. Yesterday I saw this man observing the house, and when she finally noticed him, she was visibly terrified. He followed her into the backyard, and I could hear a loud fight. Since then, I haven't seen her again.“
„And now you think she might be in danger?“
„I don't think so, I know. It's obvious. You need to do something.“
The inspector still smiled. „Maybe it was only a little fight between a couple?“
„Inspector!“ Miss Marple looked offended. „Do you think I'm too old to identify a fight between a couple?“
„Oh, no, no. I would never call you old.“ Though not very concerned, the inspector grabbed for his phone. Well knowing that Miss Marple would not let it rest before he finally gave in. „I will send a patrol to the house to talk with the woman. To make sure that everything is all right.“
„You should better do this.“ Satisfied, Miss Marple nodded while she already turned to the door. „I need to go now; it's Wednesday, my book club, you understand? We will read a new detective story by Dorothy L. Sayers.“