Private Dick: Chapter Nine-Fin/Epilogue

    “Caroline you don’t want to do this.”, I knew I had to talk to the Caroline who had cried in the moonlight the other night in my office, not the one holding the gun. There was a battle raging inside of her. A battle for control.
“Your right.” She lowered the gun, but she was just changing targets. “I should aim where it counts!” The gun was now pointed at my crouch. Me and my big mouth. I had to do some quick thinking. The shiv! I’d almost forgotten it, but I needed the right time.
“You don’t have to do this.”
“All her life men have told Caroline what to do. She needed someone to stand up to them. That’s where I come in.” The gun began to shake in her hand a little then steadied. Her other half was trying to take control.
“Goodbye Riddick.” With a flick of my wrist I sent the shiv flying towards Caroline; it hit her hand and sent the gun flying across the room. Quickly I grabbed her and locked her into a sleeper hold; out cold. Jackie ran to my side.

Epilogue

The cops infested the place. Dusting for fingerprints and bagging bodies. Caroline was taken to the insane asylum in a straight jacket screaming her innocence. She didn’t even know what she’d done; poor messed up kid. The case was over. As usual the good guy had won, and the bad guy had been killed by his married dual personality girlfriend. It’s a messed up world. The case was solved. I loved this part best. I loved being a detective.
“Hey Riddick!”, shouted Jackie over the buzzing of the investigation. “Let me buy you a drink.”
“I think I’ll take you up on that offer.”

The End

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