Part 9: Crisis

Just another part

He called me again today
He said his heart has not been led astray
I fear I am nowhere closer to cracking this case
All I have been doing is giving chase
He taunts me by telling me it is a waste
And how much he loves that butter pecan taste
I try to keep him talking
So I tell him that ice cream tastes like paste
I hear a womanly shrill from his voice
Followed by cursing as he describes its heavenly taste
"This is good," I think,
"Just keep talking
While we finish the trace."
"We've got him!" a patrolman yells
I slam the phone down
Grab my coat as sirens begin to wail
"Where is that son of a..."
The anger melts from my face
Like butter pecan ice cream on a hot summer's day
"Oh god!"

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This was really good. I agree that it does keep me in suspense which is a really good thing. Thanks for sharing. :)

[HorrorMaster]

Really good. keeping the suspense going. I like it.

[Senseless whatever]

good write. Keep the suspense going, got me with the first. Eager to see where this leads.

[Ruth]

Love the use of food hon :)
Another great part :)
There is tension held but the suspense has a surreal edge! lol
Cool
xx

[Coyote Poetry]

You create a very interesting situation and story. I like the set-up and the surprise ending. A outstanding chapter. Food always make the story seem real.
Coyote

[Norma M Sutton]

Different

[kuru]

oh god! u like to keep ppl in suspense eh...i want to see where this goes keep on writing!