Their equipment sat quietly on the beach next to a placid sea. There was no sign of danger, no storm clouds, no menacing fog, nothing to say that Brad’s and Cheryl’s disappearance was the result of foul play or misadventure.
The two kayaks, life jackets, and oars were left abandoned when they should have been the fruition of a vacation they’d planned together for years.
Carolina Beach Detective Philip Lewis was baffled. How the hell did the Conklins just vanish?
“I don’t get it, Lewis. Broad daylight. Calm seas. No signs of struggle. What happened here?”
“Who knows, Davis. Alien abduction maybe?”
Junior Detective Estella Davis blurt out a short laugh. “I wouldn’t put that in a police report. What now?”
“Do our due diligence. Maybe someone saw something. Assign some uniforms to canvas the area and start asking questions.”
By nightfall, Brad and Cheryl Conklin were thousands of miles away traveling separately under different identities. The money Cheryl embezzled would let them live like royalty when they met again in Belize.
I wrote this for the FFfAW Challenge for the week of 8-01-2017 hosted by Priceless Joy. The idea is to write a piece of flash fiction based on the photo prompt above of between 100 and 175 words, with 150 being the ideal. My word count is 172.
To read more stories based on the prompt, go to InLinkz.com.