Shadow Investigations
“You see something, don’t you?” Laura Guerrero asked, a frown furrowing her otherwise smooth brow.
Tommy Franks nodded, running a hand across his short-cropped hair. “Yeah.”
“Bad?”
He nodded again, glancing at the empty swing. The shadow of a figure on the brown, crispy grass was small. Too small. A child then, maybe not more than three or four. He hated toddler cases. They were always the worst. There were days he wanted to throw in the towel, give up on this private detective gig. But how many PIs were able to see shadow traces of missing people along with the physical evidence? It was a weird gift—one that he’d happily give back if he could—but if he couldn’t get rid of it, he figured it was his duty to use it well. He already drank himself stupid over the missing people he couldn’t use his gift to find, he didn’t know what he’d do it he tried to ignore it completely. Well, probably something involving his old service revolver, but that was a mental rabbit hole he tried to avoid traveling.
“You ready to go, Franks?” Laura asked, breaking him from his thoughts. He nodded and stood with a heavy sigh, knees crackling in protest as how long he’d crouched in one spot. He was getting too damn old for this shit.
“Yeah, let’s do this,” he said with a sigh. He glanced at the shadow, noticing the way the hair seemed to blow in one direction. “Looks like we’re heading East.”
“Hope we make it in time,” Laura said as she tightened her long, black ponytail.
“Yeah, me too,” Tommy agreed, remembering the last child corpse they’d found. “Me too.”
The idea for this didn’t come to me until this afternoon, so please excuse me if it’s a little rough around the edges.
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