Below is this week’s 100-word story for Friday Fictioneers.
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What’s in a name?
Something nagged Stanley through the maelstrom of bloodied faces, shattered metal and broken corpses.
He had been certain they had the right man. All intelligence led to Dhern Riger.
Damn it, Riger even spouted foreign incantations while being arrested at the train station.
The explosion came anyway – from a small plane overhead.
When Stanley finally got home he tried to focus. He wrote down the suspect’s name.
His wife looked over his shoulder.
‘Doing a crossword to take your mind off things?” she asked. ‘Only, I’d say that’s an anagram and …’
But Stanley was already rearranging the letters to spell R-E-D H-E-R-R-I-N-G