Monday morning at 10 AM we get another prompt from Trifecta. You don’t know who Trifecta is? It is a group that provides two prompts each week, on Monday and Friday for your fiction writing pleasure. The Monday prompt is geared to fall between 33 and 333 words and based on a one word prompt. Using the third definition from the Merriam Webster Online Dictionary you will put together a fiction masterpiece. Along with the other nearly 100 writers taking the plunge you will create an exciting story for others to read.
This is another installment of my serial story about the adventures of Sophia Marcus, homicide detective. She is investigating the murder of her police commissioner’s son. You can read the preceding chapters at this page: Detective Sophie Marcus
On now to our weekly prompt. It’s our last Halloween-inspired prompt of 2013, and we can’t wait to see what you’ve got in store for us. Please remember that we are looking for the third definition of our prompt word. Please also note that we need the word exactly as it appears below. No tense changes allowed. Good luck!
used to express contempt or disapproval or to startle or frighten
a sound that people make to show they do not like or approve of someone or something3 (verb) to show dislike or disapproval of someone or something by shouting “Boo” slowly
When Sophie Marcus entered the squad room the next morning here eyes opened wide when she saw the color coded, sealed package from forensics propped against the flat screen computer monitor. It had been eagerly anticipated and long awaited. She scanned the room for Tom Welling, expecting he was already in, but she was not willing to delay the analysis any longer.
She flicked her eyes toward the right top corner of the cover sheet to learn the name of the tech who put together this report. Her smile broadened when she read the name. It was the best technician in the suite, a testament to the importance of this case. She knew whatever was contained within was totally dependable.
Her skills scanning the page that she honed during college allowed her to rifle through the pages as she looked for something worth mentioning to Tom. She turned to the fifth page and saw a financial report from Commissioner Kord’s investment account that showed no irregularities. Sophie let out a low “boo” as she turned the page. There was so little proof the man had done wrong, but her gut told her he had something to hide. Martha Kord, his ex-wife made a compelling case for his motive.
She continued to page through the two dozen pages, wondering if this was just a colossal waste of her time. She flipped on to page nineteen and her eyes stopped on something retrieved from Konrad Kord’s laptop. She jerked a highlighter out of the top drawer of her desk and began marking on the page. Next she punched a phone number on her office line and waited for a response.
“This is Detective Marcus. I need to speak with A.D.A. Manning.”
Sophie drummed her fingers on the desk as she waited for her friend’s voice on the phone.
“Hey Soph, what’s up?”
“We got him Kelsey. I have exactly what we need right in front of me.”
“I’ll be there in fifteen,” Manning said.