Coming Soon...A new short mystery story

“So Patricia, what’s with Mr. Ambrose tonight?” the owner said.

“I was wondering that myself Tony,” only her eyes turned towards his table as she wrote in the reservation log. The subtle disagreement there had turned into a full blown argument, although Mr. Ambrose and his friend were trying hard to keep it from being readily apparent.

Her eyes returned and finally looked up at him, “Tony, did you notice anything strange about him?”

“Other than the obvious seething anger?”

“Clearly, but I’m referring to the way he is dressed. That fedora,” she leaned forward, her voice an intense whisper.

“Ah that. No I’ve never seen him wear it before. Striking red feather against that beautiful gray,” he remarked with admiration.

With solemnity Patricia replied, “It wasn’t a feather.”

Scrabble by C. T. Martin...

available February 17, 2011 at: http://www.ctmartinauthor.net/theater

A New Mini Mystery

Going Out on a Limb
by C. T. Martin


"You can only stay here one night Dave," she said.

"Why?" he asked.

"You toss and turn too much, I can't get any sleep!"

"For that, you would turn me out of your home?" Dave pleaded.

"Yeah that, and not to mention you're a fugitive from justice! I don't need the cops finding that thirty grand you lifted from the bank, in my house!" she exclaimed.

Early that morning Dave crept out of her home with his sack full of loot. Soon he spotted a pickup truck at the drugstore. The driver had stepped inside and left the engine running.

"Here's my chance," Dave thought. At first he intended to steal the truck, but then thought better of it. Hiding the money was one thing, trying to hide a stolen truck was another. He waited for the owner to return.

"Excuse me," he started politely.

Guarded, the man looked at Dave and replied, "Yes?"

"If you don't mind, I'm gonna go out on a limb here and ask if you can give me a lift into the city?"

"Well, I am headed in that direction. Hop in, but you ride in the flatbed."

Dave was fast asleep when his chauffeur pulled up to their destination. The driver walked towards the tall white building marked, "Courthouse," where he worked as a clerk. It wouldn't take long to find a cop inside willing to verify, that the man sleeping in the back of his truck, was a wanted bank robber.