By Neel Anil Panicker

Inspector Sharma pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and covered his mouth.

The effort proved to be in vain. The invasive stench wriggled out of half hidden creeks and crevices edging past rocky outgrowths and mated with other equally repulsive odours.

A second more here and Inspector Sharma knew he would be a dead man; killed, quite ironically, not by a criminal’s .303 bullet but by the vagaries of Nature.

Sharp police eyes took in the details: Male, around 35, five feet nine, well built, expensive white crepe shirt, matching trousers, pure leather pointed brown shoes, gold ring on the left index finger, most likely married, no visible external injuries.

Inspector Sharma scratched his head.

A suicide? In the middle of the forest? Miles from civilization? Who would come this far to kill himself?

Or, is it a murder? Killed elsewhere, body dumped here?

But then his informer had said…

It was then that he heard it, a slight rustling of the leaves behind him. By the time he turned around it was too late.

©neelanilpanicker2017 #FFfAW #fiction #shortstory #175words


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17 thoughts on “neelwrites/FFfAW/lost-inspectorsharma/06/06/2017

  1. michael1148humphris says:

    Sorry inspector Sharma, I did try to keep my dragon on a lead and I did write a story to advise you of his presence in this wood. Yours truly. …


  2. Great storytelling, Neel. Now I’m curious if the killer is human or monster and if the latter, how an informer would know without having witnessed it?

    I also wrote about a murder in the wilderness, but the killer and victim are quite human.


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