Short Little Stories

You know the one I’m talking about – it’s everyone’s favorite show in America. Like Unsolved Mysteries, but with the flash and dazzle that the public loves. Blood, gore, and the thrill of the manhunt as readers help hone in strike teams on the killers.

What no one knows is that dozens of criminals world-wide use the show to hone their game. To find out what not to do. To notice what clues people pick up on, and which ones they don’t.

Worse yet, tonight one of them is hunting for you. Maybe it was something you said while on the job. Maybe you cut someone off on the roadway. Maybe it’s the fact you play you music all motherfucking night long.

It doesn’t matter now, anyway. You can hear the door creaking open, even though you know you locked it.

At a time like this, there’s only one thing to do.

Just pick up the phone and dial the number on the screen. Let the Murder Show know they’re gonna have one hell of a crime to solve in, oh, about 3 minutes now.

Now hang up the phone and turn off your goddamn music.