Detective Sosnowski slumped into his chair. It had been one impossible case after another for Jerry in recent months. Hopes of promotion seemed more distant than ever – he needed to catch a break, and soon.
As his office laptop whirred into life, the first email of the day flashed noisily up onto his screen. Attached was a photo: a terrified, screaming child, a man wearing an antique diver’s helmet. It appeared staged; something just didn’t look right. His mind went blank.
This wasn’t the start to the day he needed.
Jerry quickly closed the laptop in frustration: Friday Fictioneers would need to wait – he had murders to solve.
These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.