Bloody

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Detective Richards had decided to listen to his wife.

He put all his focus on Cal Martin, his number one suspect. Though he was more than aware another questioning wouldn’t help anything, he still decided to do one, just to see what he could get out of the angry man.

“Remind me where you were at the time of the murder.”

“How am I supposed to know when that loser died?” Cal sneered.

Detective Richards sighed before speaking. “On the twelfth, what were you doing?”

“I was supposed to meet Iris so we could get back together, but my car broke down.”

The eager detective flipped through his notes. “I thought you said it was a flat tire.”

“Same difference.”

“Well which was it?”

“What’s it to you?” Cal asked.

“I’m a detective trying to solve a murder.”

“You don’t think I killed that fucking prick do you?”

“I’m not sure, but I intend to figure out who did.” Detective Richards replied.

“Well you need to be looking at Iris’s other little boyfriend, not me.” He stated.

Detective Richards co