Arsen Ter-Avakian
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The Empty Prison
The birds chirped. The sun shone. The wind blew. Even the frogs made the weird little ribbit sounds they made. Jeremy thought he could see an alligator walking between the trees in the woods, so that made him increasingly impatient about getting inside the facility. He already spent like a solid 20 minutes waiting in his car for the gate to open, and not only did nobody accept his calls, there wasn’t even a person in the guard booth for him to talk to. He was seriously contemplating just going inside that booth and opening the damn thing himself. Jeremy Nealson was a fairly busy detective with a lot going on right now. Okay, he didn’t really have anything going on, and this was the only case that the office had available, but there were definitely better ways of spending his time than just pointlessly waiting on others.
By Arsen Ter-Avakian6 days ago in Fiction