Within The Urban Jungle

( chapter 3, part 1… )

Chapter 3: The Body’s Story…

It was a sad day today. The two rookie patrolmen did not enjoy this part of their job. They were instructed by Chief Detective Fonda to follow up a potential lead.
‘At least we don’t have to deal with the kid’s parents,’ morosely thought Officer Roger Merkley to himself.
His partner, Officer David Stevens, was driving their patrol vehicle towards their destination. They were given strict instructions by Chief Detective Fonda to go to the high rise apartment of one Miss Henrietta Delores Suffridge to inquire into a piece of evidence found at the crime scene earlier this morning. As to why they were given this task, Officer Merkley could not fathom.
He voiced his opinion to his partner as they were on their way towards their destination.
Officer David Stevens simply shrugged his shoulders in response while still keeping his attention on driving.
“I don’t know, partner. Could be he wants us to take the initiative finally,” Officer David Stevens said plainly as he took a sharp turn around a corner without slowing the speed of their patrol car.
“Could be,” murmured Officer Roger Merkley in serious thought.
The rest of the ride was a silent one until they finally reached the apartment complex that was their destination.


Miss Henrietta Delores Suffridge had partaken her morning meal after her coffee and had taken her daily bathtub scrub routine.
She still had on her stylish red bathrobe that acted as her morning attire, another of her designs from last Fall’s catalogue ensemble. She had just finished her deep cleanse morning yoga exercise before hearing her penthouse doorbell chime.
Glancing down at her left wrist, her digital aide showed the time to be nearing nine-fifty. She was not expecting anyone presently, so with curious trepidation, Miss Henrietta Delores Suffridge took it upon herself to remain calm and graceful as she sauntered over to her apartment door.

( to be continued… )
 
Last edited:
Your analogy with wildebeests, a few posts back, was pertinent. People can temporarily become afraid of, or enthusiastic for, something which at last is revealed to be wrong and/or trivial.
 
Copperfox said:
Your analogy with wildebeests, a few posts back, was pertinent. People can temporarily become afraid of, or enthusiastic for, something which at last is revealed to be wrong and/or trivial.
Click to expand...

Well, it is called Within The Urban Jungle. Seems pretty appropriate I gather. :)

( chapter 3, part 2… )

Glancing through her door’s fishbowl lens peep hole, Miss Henrietta Delores Suffridge was slightly surprised to witness two policemen standing just outside her apartment doorway.
Hastily opening her door, she bundled herself more firmly within her red bathrobe to appear more put together with the two male officers present.
“Miss Henrietta Delores Suffridge?” inquired the slightly younger looking one of the two as the door was opened to Officer Merkley and Officer Stevens.
“Yes, I am she. How can I assist, officers?” Henrietta questioned, stepping to the side to allow the two unexpected visitors inside.
Officer Merkley and Officer Stevens did not allow this invitation to go to waste, they humbly took off their uniform hats as they entered past the threshold of Miss Suffridge’s apartment.
Henrietta availed herself and went over to her seated, sitting gracefully down as the police officers in question sat opposite side by side upon a lounge facing Miss Suffridge.
“Well, ma’am. We have to inquire into a magazine with your visage found at a scene,” haphazardly muttered Officer Stevens as the senior partner of the duo.
Miss Henrietta Delores Suffridge blinked blankly for a moment in response before her face grew stern with intense curiosity and concentration as these words sunk in.


( to be continued… )
 
Last edited:
Back
Top