PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

He sat in the unmarked car, watching and waiting.  He suspected that she was cheating on him.  Tonight his shift ended early so he drove over.  A red corvette was parked outside.  Last night it was a Fiat.  An hour later, he saw the guy leave.  He turned to open his car door, when he saw a Lamborghini pull up.  Then it dawned on him.  She was turning tricks again.

He reached for his gun.  Don’t do it. She isn’t worth it.  He moved his hand away and made the call.  Dawn arrived the same time as backup did.

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16 thoughts on “Busted

    1. She used to be a prostitute and after meeting him she stopped doing it and they got involved. But, now she’s back to her old life and doing it in her home. So, he’s arresting her for that and getting backup just in case things get ugly because of the customer who is there with her.

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    1. You’re right, Dale. He took a real chance getting involved with her. I guess he hoped that he had rehabilitated her and that she wouldn’t resort back to her old ways. He was clearly wrong. Perhaps, he wanted to prove that he could still do his job and not allow personal feelings to get in the way although, he had come very close to doing something he would later regret. Thankfully, reason won over feelings.

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    1. You’re right, it doesn’t make sense that she’s in a relationship with a terrific man and she reverts back to her old ways. In her case, it appears that a leopard can’t change its spots. He’s better off without her.


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