Writing Prompt:
Alicia is over it. The late nights. The bright lights. The music so loud it drowns the feelings she's trying to escape. She's wants more. A real job and house. Maybe a family. She says goodbye to her friends and catches the ferry home as the sun rises over the water... Detective Milan stands over the scene trying to figure out what he's looking at and if he's going to miss lunch. A shag rug? A fur coat? A woman's purse lays open on the deck. He knows she probably jumped, but it doesn't look right. There's blood on the railing. The contents of her purse were perfectly laid out in three rows, not by Milan or anyone else he knew. They were found that way. The lipstick, wallet, coins, gum wrapper, all of it is there to tell him something. 📸:pixabay by birgl
