Grace looked at the young woman’s body, whoever had done this was clever.
Edinburgh was cold and grey, it had been raining all night, there wasn’t going to be much evidence left.
Her nerves at being the one in charge this time disappeared as soon as the post mortem report was over.
This was written for Sacha Black‘s writespiration challenge, to write no more or no less than 52 words with the prompt given. This week’s prompt was…
This week, I want you to look at the ending of the last book you read and write the first 52 words of a sequel.
The last book I read was Cause Of Death by Peter Richie.