Microdosing - 80mg of an Answer
Prompt: Answer
Today on Microdosing our prompt ANSWER!
Write a story in 80 words!
Don’t forget to tag me if you follow along with the challenge.
Chasing answers was my life. The elusive spirits escaped me home after home. The questions were the same, always.
Who are you? Do I have your eyes? What do you do? Why did you leave me?
It took years before I finally found you. But my hope died as soon as I saw you. I watched you playing with your son, one big happy family, and I only got a new question instead.
Why did he get to grow up with you?
Spliff had been angling for an advantage over Udo lately. Dangerous business.
Questioning him in front of the guys. Second guessing. That kind of thing.
The boss noticed.
“You know when a soccer team tries to press for an edge. Putting on pressure. Probing for weakness in the defense. The announcers call that ‘asking questions’.”
Spliff yawned. “So.”
Udo felt the straight razor slide silently down his wrist into place in his palm.
“You are not gonna like my answer.”
Final Call
The phone rang once, then silence. Captain Dubois watched it intently.
Across the room, the killer sat with arms crossed, a smirk on his face. “You won’t find her in time.”
Dubois's teeth pressed together in frustration.
The phone rang again, longer this time.
“Answer it,” the killer taunted.
Dubois hit the button. A faint, desperate voice crackled through. “Help…”
The killer’s smirk faded.
Dubois stood up, his tone firm. “Looks like I just did,” he said, the unexpected victory clear in his voice.