Private Investigator Margurite Carter and her client, shipping tycoon Jeremiah Burton, were inside one of his waterfront warehouses sometime past midnight.
“You’re sure my partner is using this place to hide opium smuggled in from the Far East?”
“Yeah, but we still have to find proof before going to the cops.”
“Where do you suggest we look?”
“Try someplace besides my chest. My eyes are up here.”
“Sorry.” Burton wasn’t used to not being in charge of every situation and tried to look chagrined.
“Men.” Margurite rolled her eyes.
They stood in front of nine stacks of crates organized three across by three deep. “My source said it should be among these.”
“You trust the cook on the freighter that delivered this cargo?”
“He said he’d leave a clue. Wait. A sheet of paper’s stuck to the far right stack with a butcher knife.”
“Odd, but so what? It’s just a game of tic tac toe.”
Carter snapped her fingers as the proverbial light bulb illuminated over her head. “No it isn’t. It’s a map.
I wrote this for the 175th FFfAW Challenge hosted by Priceless Joy. The idea is to use the image above as a prompt for crafting a piece of flash fiction between 100 and 175 words long. My word count is 175.
Once again, I dusted off my 1940s “hardboiled detective” Margurite Carter who first appeared in The Haunted Detective and was mentioned in The Digital Muse. I couldn’t think of a story about a game of tic tac toe, but as a map or diagram describing which of the stacks of crates contained opium, it worked just fine.
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