Write something that has to do with: poison.
Currently reading Mr. Mercedes by Stephen King. It's really pulling me along, sometimes by the throat. I just finished a particularly horrifying part, which inspired today's prompt, but mostly it has been interesting, tense storytelling that has given me so much trouble with putting the book down.
I'm feeling mostly recovered now, but Kat and Max are both still suffering. Really hoping they'll be able to join me at the other end of this misery soon.
"Thank you for agreeing to meet with me on such short notice," she says with a smile that she probably thinks is seductive. I've seen more alluring expressions in the morgue.
"I had an opening in my schedule," I reply. "You were just fortunate the timing worked out in your favour, that's all."
"Still," she says as she runs a finger around the rim of her martini glass, "I just want you to know how very, very appreciative I am."
"Uh huh." You know, I hear that some people take vacations when their calendar unexpectedly opens up for a few days in a row. I should look into that idea. "So what can I do for you?"
"Well, you see..." She gives the patrons at a nearby table a surreptitious glance. I take the opportunity to roll my eyes. "It's my husband."
It always is.
"The honeymoon is over, I take it?"
"Honey, there was never any honeymoon to begin with!" Her eyes go wide when she realizes that she's allowed her voice to get too loud. She blushes furiously before adding in a horrified whisper, "He was too cheap to pay for one."
"I'm sorry for your loss." There's enough sarcasm coating my words to pin them to the ocean floor but she takes them at face value anyway. Good lord. "Any preference on the way he leaves you a grieving widow?"
"Oh, no! I hadn't given that any thought!"
"Like, at all!"
A brief pause while she inspects her fake red nails. Then:
"Well, I suppose if I have a say in the matter... how expansive is your knowledge of poisons?"
I smile. Okay, maybe it's more of a smirk. Looks like Benny the Bartender owes me fifty bucks.