The Detective’s Vacation

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Ian Thorn was happy with his reputation as the finest mind in England, his impressive number of completed cases, and the money that piled up in his bank account. What he could live without were the bodies.

It was all right at first. His clients came in and he solved their murders. But then he found a man stabbed to death on the Underground during his morning commute. A visit to his brother’s house in the country revealed a secret Satanic cult.

Solving mysteries was all very good, but he preferred not to have his work follow him home.

“Take a vacation,” his friend, Inspector Banks, said. “Try the beach.”

So Thorn went to the beach. He walked the golden sands, watching sunlight play over clear waters, a salty breeze in his face.

And then he found it, floating in the shallows.

He sighed. There was another case to solve.


Word Count: 150

This is for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Thanks to Priceless Joy for running the challenge and Louise for providing the prompt photo!

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  1. Ha excellent. Definitely a problem with ongoing detective characters, how they seem to attract murder. There’s a long running TV series Midsomer Murders, where the body count in a sleepy rural village in England is into the hundreds 🙂

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  2. All the best detectives seem to take their work on holiday with them! We always joke that when any of these (Poirot, Marple, Morse, etc) arrives at a place, everyone else should leave, because death is sure to follow. Great story, JA. 🙂

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