Head in hands, heart in mouth, and the sensation of bile rising in stomach and brain, Tom sat in the back of the police car, watching his colleagues leave in the ambulance. He should have been with them.His unceremonious and very public eviction from the village hall (upon discovery) had resulted in an unanticipated half-day off work, and not the good kind! The boss was spitting kittens at his now-confirmed involvement, even sideways, tangentially, and by accident, and his pay was bound to be docked, even though the policeman had been apologetic about requiring his time.
Had been apologetic.
Now the officer looked at him sternly in the rear-view mirror of the car and revealed the reason for his detention “Sir, I need you to explain your connection with this place, those people, and that murder…take your time, and do, please, be exact”
Linking once more with the lovely Ivy for Six Sentence Stories, where the prompt this week is ‘Exact’.