Zak’s temper boiled and finally erupted. He stomped round the room, fists striking at empty space. How could she! After the months of fun they’d had, he’d never imagined she’d betray him. All he’d asked was her support of his work – and her discretion.
Jodie claimed she was good at keeping secrets, and she’d more than benefitted from their affair. The costly gifts he’d showered on her after successful operations always made her smile – and very compliant…
His rage was rising again and he cursed. If he ever set eyes on Jodie again he wouldn’t be responsible for his actions.
‘Sit down,’ one of the burly officers snapped as they entered. ‘Chief Inspector Roberts is on the way. And don’t try any sweet talk. Roberts isn’t known for being nice.’
‘Morning Zak,’ Roberts said as she swept in, a polythene bag full of jewellery in her hand.
‘Jodie…!’ he croaked. ‘You’re a stinkin’ cop… You bitch! ’
Jodie smirked. ‘That’s me. Now, just for the tape, remind me of where this little lot came from…’
Word Count: 175
This is my story for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers The prompt was kindly provided by artycaptures. It’s the first flash fiction I’ve done for a while – in fact, it’s the first thing I’ve posted at all for a few weeks – so I thought it was time to change things.
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