The story ends…

…I ran in the direction of the shot, which seemed to come directly from the sleeping car. As I burst into the car, the first thing I saw was a dagger homing in on my head. I ducked, just in time to save my thick skull, but the pain in my shoulder meant I wasn’t quite as quick as I used to be. I’d been stabbed!

The knife, still gripped by a male hand, receded into the first berth on the right. Whether I was driven by money, greed or some deep and unknown compulsion, I had to find out the truth.  I ripped open the curtain and looked into the face of the culprit. I could barely believe my eyes…

– The Chief Detective

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One Response to “The story ends…”

  1. Okie says:

    Doh! I must have made a mistake somewhere because one of the elements I was “certain” of just got eliminated by this post…oh no, where did I go wrong. :(

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