100 Word Challenge, Flash Fiction, Two Word Tuesday

Gum shoe

Della’s mind was as dense as the evening fog rolling over the pier. You could see something moving around in there, but it was never clear what.

I curse the day she walked into my shabby, third-floor walk-up office. First thing I deduced was that she was dressed all wrong. Her floral print rayon sundress and matching teal brocade espadrille wedges were more suited for a tea party, not schmoozing with me, a low life private dick.

It didn’t take her long to spill her dark, sordid story, and it took even less time for me to take her case.

Inspiration: Dark
Inspiration: Dense and/or Obtuse

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