Friday Fictioneers – The Great Detective

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

The Great Detective sported an infuriatingly smug expression. With a twirl of his mustachio he asked, ”What do you notice, Hastings?”

I hated him and everything about him—the affected accent, the smugness, the smell of his pomade.

“A car abandoned in the woods.”

“Mais non, mon cher Hastings. Use the little grey cells. Observe. Deduce.”

Tosser! Absolute tosser! I shrugged.

The GD enlightened me. “The engine. It is gone. But, surprisingly, not the wheels.”

Aha. The maestro had made a slip. “Actually, I think not, mon cher. The engine was in the back in this model.”

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Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here

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