Pocket Size Stories

Chaos

This is a bonus entry; the prompt was "a crime," but I didn't feel as though it was "criminal" enough to qualify.

"Joe?!" Officer Angie shouted into the unlocked apartment.

Entering, she saw a vase, tablecloth and knick-knacks scattered across the floor. There was a large dark red stain on the carpet. The curtains hung in limp shreds, and picture frames on the wall dangled askew.

Joe was mysteriously absent. Angie found him standing on the balcony.

"What happened?"

He said nothing, only held a wineglass, admiring the view.

"For gosh sakes, would you please tell me why your place is such a mess?"

He gave her a sheepish smile and pointed to his tabby cat, curled up in a corner, asleep.

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