Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers 100 word challenge this week is prompted by this mysterious building. Here’s where my imagination led me.
HEART OF STONE
Angela’s crepe soled shoes squeaked as she strode along the polished corridor. Plum job, she reflected, checking her scarlet nails. Assistant Director of Dr. Q’s Ultima Private Health Clinic.
She paused outside Dr. Q’s office : could he share her secret ? Seduce him maybe ? No — onto her mission, the mortuary. What a pain. Her fool-proof scheme hadn’t worked. The poison had failed to kill her lover.
Emergency plan was to check him into Ultima. He died two days later. So far so good. Need to shift his corpse…..out of sight, out of mind. Angela paused —- was Dr. Q a man after her own heart ?