Daily Prompt: Not a Trace

äComputer room

“Where is she?”

“Inspector, I do not have a clue. She said she had an appoitment with a daily prompt. I heard nothing for an hour. As usual she had closed the door to her room, and I didn’t want to disturb her.+

“You mean you ignored Mrs. Angloswiss for an hour.”

“I was busy on my computer.”

“You left Mrs. Anglowiss on her own for an hour, you heard nothing and did not see her.”

“That is not quite true inspector. I did hear her.”

“She was talking to someone on the phone?”

“No, she usually talks to herself when she is blogging. Now and again I might hear shouts.”

“What sort of shouts, was she in pain? Someone entered her office, the window was open.”

“Not exactly shouts of pain, more perhaps annoyance, a little bit of profanity. Famous blog writers have a temprement of course. They can get frustrated with the choice of the daily prompt.”

“Yes, I understand Mr. Swiss, the local hospital is full of such cases in the emergency ward. Most of them have to be transferred to the psychiatry section for brain damage. Is her computer working?”

” I believe so.”

“You believe so?”

“Inspctor I avoid invovement in the condition of my wife’s computer, it can get very …. let us just say complicated.”

“You mean she is having an affair with her computer.”

“For many years. It all began with windows 98, progressed to XP and that was a long relationship. I was thinking about filing for divorce, but after having a relationship myself with XP, understood her situation. It was when I found her in bed with windows 7 that I got very annoyed.”

“You got violent.”

“No inspector, of course not, although I must admit I was jealous. There I was hammering away on my XP and she was having an affair with Windows 7 in the bedroom.”

“And now she has disappeared.”

“Not a trace, dissolved into thin air.”

“Of course you realise that you are the main suspect, you had good reason, although I can understand you.”

“Your wife is also an addict.”

“Not quite an addict, but she prefers telling her problems to her Facebook colleagues than confinding in me.”

“Oh inspector, I can understand you perfectly. But I can assure you that I am innocent. Just take a look in the computer room, there are no traces of blood or a weapon.”

“But there is an empty plastic container which contained coffee flavoured cream. Did you poison it.”

“Absolutely not inspector. Our last discussion was concerning the flavour of this cream. She actually wanted caramel flavour, but I had eaten the last one and so she had to make do with the coffee flavoured one. I had no idea which flavour she would choose, so could not poison the cream.”

“But if you had known?”

“I would have thought about it. But now the room is empty Inspector, only her camera, the empty cream pot and her Apple Computer are on the desk.”

“An Apple computer, you mean she is…..”

“Yes inspector, she has two lovers simultaneously. But just a moment, I can hear footsteps.

“Is that you dear?”

“Yes of course it is me, I saw an interesting theme for my next blog.”

“But you left your camera here.”

“Who needs a camera when you have a mobile phone for instant photos. What is the inspector doing here.”

“I was worried that you disappeared without a trace and called the police.”

“Don’t be ridiculous dear, now I have returned, so no problem.”

“In that case we will go Mrs. Angloswiss, the case is solved, but you should really be careful when you disappear Mrs. Angloswiss. You should leave a note for Mr. Swiss to tell him where you are going, he was very worried to see an empty computer room.”

“Ok, inspector, I have now learned my lesson and will now never leave my computer unattended.”


Daily Prompt: Not a Trace

15 thoughts on “Daily Prompt: Not a Trace

  1. well well, aren’t you just the storyteller? 🙂 Maybe you should change your name here to Angloswiss’s Tales 😉 I had great fun reading that twice but couldn’t reply when I read it on the phone, away….

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    • I began blogging with stories, but somewhere on the way stopped. I sometimes have an idea and write. After so many years writing, you tend to get tired.


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