#WRITEPHOTO – SKULLS by Masons Menagerie

A box of bones quickly becomes the catalyst for a horrifying murder when Sleuth Holly and her grandfather get on the case!

Thank you so much for taking part in the #Writephoto – SKULLS prompt.

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a cardboard box full of various (animal?) skulls.

Box of Skulls
Skulls – Image by KL Caley

“Well strike me down with a fibula. What sort of skulduggery is this!” Old Archie Hamilton had been a forensic pathologist for forty years. He thought nothing could surprise him.

Then the box arrived in the mail this morning.

The regular brown cardboard box smelled like death. For that reason, Archie had decided to open it on his mortuary table. Inside was the morbid collection of animal skulls and bones.

“What a thoughtful gift,” remarked Doctor Rose Quinton another of the police pathologist. Dressed in her blue gown, she was preparing to examine the remains of a poor soul found in a drainage ditch that morning.

“And there was me hoping for a nice bar of chocolate,” Archie rolled his eyes behind his glasses as he picked up the phone. “Detective Ward, can I see you in pathology, please?”

It was ten minutes before DCI Derek Ward arrived in his graphite grey suit and trench coat. The ageing detective wasn’t alone. With him, wearing an almost identical trench coat was his sleuthy eighteen-year-old granddaughter Holly. The teen was the head waitress in her mother’s Workhouse restaurant. She wasn’t an official police officer of course, but with kindred training was good at solving criminal mysteries.

Archie beamed, he had fond memories of watching her grow up with her grandfather. “Good Morning, Detective Ward. How nice of you to bring your grandfather along,” he said with a wink.

“Hello Archie, it’s lovely to see you,” Holly said with a smile.

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