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The real Aaron

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This is my submission to the Speakeasy #155 writing challenge.

THE REAL AARON

Without a word, she dropped to the ground.

“So? Did you find him?” Detective Inspector Richmond asked for the thousandth time that afternoon.

“We’ve got him surrounded on the western boundary.” Agent Sarah Madison answered. She had been scouting the forest from atop the tall oak tree for hours. Richmond had wanted to launch helicopters, but Sarah was sure she could do better, and she had.

“Good job, Sarah!”Richmond smiled as they entered  FBI headquarters. “Consider yourself promoted!”

 

Sarah smiled back. She had been working hard for seven years to move up in the ranks, and now she would, thanks to this case. The Alison Kimberly murder had sent shockwaves throughout the university she had been a student of. Alison had been popular and beautiful, president of her sorority, and girlfriend to computer and science genius Aaron Hudson. She’d had rivals, but no one who hated her enough to poison her soda with cyanide.

The case had been about to close when Sarah, still suspicious, stepped in and asked to re-investigate. “I’m giving you this case because I trust you. If this is all for nothing or you mess up, you will lose your job.” Richmond had warned her.

Months of lurking around in the university, thorough questioning and a lot of puzzling, Sarah found all evidence pointing towards Aaron, Alison’s boyfriend. Still, it had been circumstantial, and Aaron would have been safe, had he not tried to flee when the FBI knocked at his door.

 

Sarah took a deep breath. If she could crack the suspect, she would win the case and her promotion.

 “Why did you do it, Aaron?”

He smiled insolently. “We both know why, Agent, so quit wasting your time.”

“You will not speak to me like that!” Sarah snapped.

“ I’d rather not, Agent. My proposal for the coffee date still stands though.”

“Just answer the damn question!” Sarah was beginning to lose her cool now.

“Oh, feisty, aren’t you, Agent? Okay, I’ll tell you why I murdered Alison. Betrayal.” Aaron’s gaze locked with hers.  His eyes were the colour of a thunderstorm, with full lashes. Attractive eyes, almost feminine, just like the rest of him.

Sarah was startled out of her errant thoughts as Aaron continued. “I liked Alison. I really did. I had been nominated for the international computer Olympiad, to be held in Greece. Everything was fine until I found that Alison had called in a lot of favours to replace my name with hers all because she really wanted to visit Greece. She pretended that she didn’t have any idea how she, with her zero knowledge about computers, was chosen as state representative!”

“So you killed her?” Sarah exclaimed. “For such a little thing?”

“Oh it wasn’t a little thing, Agent. Betrayal kills. I think you know what I mean.” He smirked.

“What rubbish!” Sarah sputtered. “I would never kill anyone!”

“Oh but you did,” said Aaron smoothly. “Agent Bradford’s death was no accident. He took the entire credit for a case you had solved alone, and stole your promotion, so you killed him.”

“He was my fiancée!” Sarah shouted.

“You didn’t want to marry him, accepting his proposal was a mistake. You like women.”

Sarah felt defeated. “How do you know all this?”

“Intelligence, and professional hacking, Agent. The Bureau’s files should be guarded better.”

Sarah managed to say,”I’ll be back tomorrow.”

 

Despite everything Aaron had said about her, Sarah slept peacefully that night.

 

She was woken up in the early morning by her phone ringing insistently.

Groggily, she answered. “Hello?”

“The suspect’s escaped.”

Six months later, Aaron Hudson had still not been found. Every database  denied the existence of any such identity.

“I’m sorry, Sarah.” Detective Inspector Richmond said sadly. “You’re fired.”

Sarah trudged away to her office to clear it. She had lost her job and her reputation and all she had left was the memory of the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen. She sighed and opened a drawer. Placed in it was a piece of paper. She gasped.

Agent Madison,

 If you ever stop denying the chemistry between us, I leave with you an address where you can find me. Report this to the feds and you’ll never hear from me again.

Yours from the moment I saw you,

Aaria

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718 words 🙂

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The picture prompt:

Lion

 

 

 

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Author: tinkerbelle96

Hi! I'm Sam, an 18 year old certified mad chick who likes to imagine that she can write. I live in India, a colourful, diverse country which is sadly getting polluted everyday by more and more violence....something no citizen can be proud of. I enjoy reading-basically horror, watching romcoms and horror flicks(yes, again horror, my favourite being Sinister- its psychotic just like me), eating( food, oh yes, I love foooooood), attending college, and most of all(oh, do stay and listen a while longer) I love animals. I have periodic urges to own and look random "pets". Currently I wish to own a baby elephant, which I will name Thama. I write to express what I feel, to keep that small creative bone alive in my body, and to make readers happy. I hope you like what I write!

15 thoughts on “The real Aaron

  1. Interesting story Sam, i liked reading it.

  2. Sneaky Aaria! I wonder if Madison will take up on that coffee date now …

  3. Did he really do what I think he did? That’s awesome! I like how they had natural chemistry – and even had something in common! Great take on the prompts! 🙂

  4. Intriguing story! I guess everyone has their skeletons, but they are harder to hide when they are murder (I presume- don’t know first-hand!) I wonder if she’ll follow up on the note or go her own way…. could go either way 🙂

  5. Aha!Liked the twist in the end ;-)Aaron surely knew how to hide his tracks -poor Sarah,no job-dark secret in the hands of arch enemy who is now “interested” in her affections-sticky as it gets,huh? Loved the dialogues and the story too:-)

  6. You packed a lot of story into those 50 words – well done. This one has enough twists and turns for a whole book! Just the way that I like ’em. Cheerio, Jane

  7. Oooh, nice twist at the end! You had me running alongside! 🙂

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