Murder he wrote
#WritcoStoryPrompt43
The scandal could ring the death of his career. The naked woman in his bed lay with unseeing eyes staring at him. He stood over her with a knife in his hand and no memory of who she was or why he had killed her... he was confused and angitated seeing such a brutal kill infront of him and he was the one who committed it what could have driven him to do such a thing, he had to get out of there fast but if he leave without her wouldn't it seem supsious after the body was discovered. What the hell was he to do? The only thing he remembered was leaving the party down stairs the hotel and they came up kissing on each other like savages, her lipstick...
The scandal could ring the death of his career. The naked woman in his bed lay with unseeing eyes staring at him. He stood over her with a knife in his hand and no memory of who she was or why he had killed her... he was confused and angitated seeing such a brutal kill infront of him and he was the one who committed it what could have driven him to do such a thing, he had to get out of there fast but if he leave without her wouldn't it seem supsious after the body was discovered. What the hell was he to do? The only thing he remembered was leaving the party down stairs the hotel and they came up kissing on each other like savages, her lipstick...