This is my attempt at the weekend freewrite. I went over five minutes. I used all the prompts.
The test results were in. Jorge was found guilty of murder. Sarah smiled. Was it an evil smile? Maybe. For half a second, an evil grin flashed on her countenance, then faded to a Mona Lisa smile and then to nothing.
Sarah had suspected this would be quite simple. However, she had never imagined that framing Jorge for Gabriel's murder would be so ridiculously easy.
After flirting with Jorge at the bar and pretending to drink the cocktails he so generously purchased for her, she secured an invitation to his apartment. She wasn't even really drunk. She was just there to steal a few strands of hair.
Jorge was no spring chicken. Sarah was certain it was better for him to spend the rest of his life in jail than for her to do it. She was so young and vivacious.
Besides, Jorge really had been rude to her, expecting she would go back to his apartment just because he bought her so many drinks. To be fair, it was her idea. But he got so handsy! She told him to back off and he just kept trying to seduce her.
Finally, Sarah decided enough was enough. While Jorge was optimistically taking his pants off, Sarah clocked him over the head from behind with her wrist. She wanted to punch him, but she couldn't with her long, crimson manicured nails.
She expected the gesture to be ineffectual, but Jorge was weak, and he went down hard like a wet bag of cement. "That might hurt later," Sarah laughed.
She took the hair sample, and then she went through his wallet. Jorge carried a lot of cash. Sarah didn't see the point in taking his credit cards. She took half his cash. After a night in the bar, he would not be able to know with certainty that he had been robbed.
Of course, he wouldn't need cash where he was going. Or would he? Does cash help you in jail? This was something Sarah was not sure about.
Epilogue:
As Jorge sat in prison for the murder of Gabriel Bennett, he wondered once again how this had happened to him. He knew he had not killed Gabe, but the evidence? How could there be DNA evidence against him? It seemed so unfair. How could a murder he was not responsible have landed him in prison?
It was so unfair. He had been insanely cautious. Could he have killed Gabe and forgotten that he did it? Was he losing it?
Do you get to the point after killing so many people that you get blasé about the whole thing? So much so that you can forget one of them completely? Surely not.
Meanwhile, Sarah was contented. She was free from both men at long last. She slept like a baby.