Hot Metal Cold Bodies
Date: 10/29/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: TheTravellingMan, Source: LushStories
His brittle sounding steps on the wet pavement stopped at the throng before him. Puffs of grey exhaled air rose from the crowd into the dark night. The collected audience were muted and reverential. Easing through them, he could see that the roads and pavements were held back. Flashing blue lights smeared into the shimmering jet black of the puddled road. Ricocheting off the imposing jumble of ancient and modern buildings, the spasms of light stung his eyes. He ducked under the cordon tape. A concerned looking man in an acid yellow jacket approached. He needed only one word, “Press.” The man didn’t respond, his arms were outstretched wide from his body and his face was blank and impassive. His silent determination impeded any further progress. “Okay, Okay, Chief Inspector Peter Millington asked for me.” His arms went down and he took his credentials. “One minute. Stay here right here.” In the middle of the junction, a dark blue car sat squat against the strobing lights. Crumpled against the back of a lorry, bits of its windscreen hung from its seals. His eyes scanned onwards and only a few pathetic yards forward, he found the driver. A red blanket concealed a long lump from any ghoulish voyeurism. An occasional bolt of white light captured a life snuffed out soon to appear on a stranger’s social media feed. The officer had returned and thrust his press pass towards him, it jarred his quiet reverence. “He’s on his way, wait here.” The policeman went back to maintaining the ...