The Bloody Knife: A Mystery Short Story

by Sharon Arthur Moore

When the cleaning service woman arrived from Land’s End Realty to ensure that the condo was in rentable order, she screamed at the blood splatter on the closet door next to the body of the dead man. Trembling she picked up the knife and examined it in horror, then dropped it, as if aware all at once that she shouldn’t disturb a crime scene. Shaking and crying, she picked up the phone, leaving bloody fingerprints on the receiver, and dialed 9-1-1.