Wednesday, December 3, 2008

The Ring

...the music that they'd been talking over came to a stop and as Joe looked over the shoulder of the woman and beyond the open door he saw a glimmer of some sort. At first he thought it was a flashlight but it was too quick. Then a moment later, as the moon colored the newly fallen snow and the surrounding world a pale blue, he thought he saw a dark figure move across the front lawn.

"Sir, you're ID," said the inspector said.

He ignored her and moved forward slightly.

"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to step back.." she started, placing one hand on her hip.

Joe stopped and looked at her as though woken from a sleep.

He looked at her hand which rested on her hip. He wondered if there was a gun under that jacket. That's when he noticed the ring. It was an antique, silver with a rare red stone. There was only one person who'd ever worn that ring.

"You...how?" Joe began.

Suddenly, a loud sound rang through the house and ...

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