Friday Fictioneers: That Green Heap of Junk


“Why are you still driving this junk? The department pays you pretty well.” Detective Romero says.

“What are you talking about? You pay me enough to barely keep my PI business open. Besides, I love this car. It’s a classic.”

“It stands out like a sore thumb. No wonder you can’t solve a single case. Crooks can hear you coming miles away. Who drives a green car anyway?”

“Can we please focus on the case and stop talking about my car, please?” In that moment, a window shatters above them and an air-conditioning unit falls on his car. “Holy moly!”

(100 words)

For Friday Fictioneers

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