And Still As Time Goes On, We Remain The Same (A Weekend Write-In Prompt)
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Put together two nosy detectives, an incompetent small town police force, one rather slow evening, and an elderly couple being brought in for questioning on their latest spate of supposedly "petty" crimes- and what do you get?
A disregard to the regular rules of privacy.
Bored stiff out of their minds, with the couples' case files sitting right there in front of them along with a hell of a lot of time to waste, trainee Detective Bennet and her colleague take a surface-level dive into exposing some of the truth behind just what makes these two pensioners so notorious in the town.
[Written for the Weekend Write-In prompt, "expose". Disclaimer: there are some mentions of various unlawful/violent acts, but no graphic descriptions are given. This work is considered to be a crime-based comedy short, therefore any of the acts mentioned within are, obviously, not meant to be replicated or endorsed.]
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