Money for Nothing and Your Kicks for Free (standard:mystery, 2640 words) [1/3] show all parts
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Money For Nothing And Your Kicks For Free. 

By Jenne64 

Chapter 1 

She sat at the desk and surveyed the familiar surroundings. It wasn’t a
large office but at least it was hers. She’d worked damned hard to get 
this office and she wasn’t about to give it away. Suddenly she wished 
that it had a window that she could sit and daydream out of but that 
would have been asking the impossible in a building where getting your 
own desk was a major accomplishment in itself. She had earned every 
square inch of this desk and the thought of leaving it filled her with 
fear. 

Her head tipped forward into her hands and her eyes traveled towards the
photo that sat on it, just as it had done for the past five years. The 
face of her husband Neil looked back at her. She suddenly wanted him 
here beside her. This was the hardest decision she had ever made and he 
wasn’t here to help. After ten years of marriage she should have been 
used to his being away but it still hurt. She knew he had to work and 
how much his work meant to him but it did nothing to quell her 
resentment at this moment. She needed him even more than she was 
prepared to admit to herself. The desperation she felt spilled over as 
she watched his smiling face beam back at her and in one swift decisive 
action she swiped at the frame. She watched bemused as it dropped face 
down onto the desk, the clanking sound ringing in her ears, echoing 
around the office. 

“Serves you right,” she calmly informed the down turned picture frame. A
smug smile appeared on her face and she allowed herself a small giggle 
as she realized the stupidity of her own actions. She moved towards the 
phone but as she picked up the receiver she was interrupted a short, 
sharp knock at the door. 

“Enter,” she called out in an authoritative voice. She placed the
receiver back down with a sigh resigned to the fact that the call would 
have to wait a while longer. Her gaze was met by that of a man she 
hated like no other in the world. His beady grey eyes steeled against 
her gaze and as usual she was unable to hold the contact for more than 
a few seconds before the feelings of revulsion took over. She made no 
secret of the fact that she disliked him and this seemed to make him 
more determined to get under her skin. Swiftly he moved so he was on 
her side of the desk and leaned forward over her shoulder, yet another 
reason she detested him. Her own personal space was something that Anne 
valued and Jim always seemed to invade it whenever they were in the 
same room. 

“This just came in. Boss seemed to think it was your kinda thing.” He
informed her as he threw a file onto the desk, the papers spilling out. 


“Yeah, what is it? Anything interesting?” She asked, picking up the
papers and putting them back into order. 

“How the hell would I know, I’m just the delivery boy ‘round here.” He
retorted as he turned on his heels and headed for the door, not before 
he had brushed his arm around her shoulder an action that caused her to 
shudder involuntarily. 

“Bastard.” She uttered under her breath as he banged the door behind
him. Anne turned her attention to the file that he had so 
unceremoniously delivered and began to read. 

The papers that were in her hand took her full attention. Very little
shocked her nowadays and even less amazed her about the depths that 
humans would sink to in order to fulfill a sick desire of some kind. 
But this truly sickened her and she found the bile beginning to build 
in her throat as she read the words. She looked first at the picture of 
the victims face and then at the suspects. Neither seemed to make any 
sense as she placed them side by side before examining them carefully 
as if trying to decide if the picture of the unassuming man was really 
capable of the brutality that was all to apparent in the face of the 
woman that sat beside his. It didn’t seem likely but years in the job 
had taught her that anything was possible and never to discount 


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