Category: 100 Word Wednesdays
100 Word Story – Police Blotter Stories – The Trick
A tiny piece of fiction based on an item from the police blotter of my hometown, Burlingame, California. Enjoy!
The Trick
By Grant Baciocco
“And now, for my next trick…”
“Brian,” Angelica groaned, “You are supposed to be working. Not playing.”
“I can do this!” Brian said, handing her the handcuffs. A small crowd of customers gathered around them in a small circle. “My assistant will now place the handcuffs on my wrists.”
“I will not.”
“Do it Angelica! People are watching!”
Angelica sighed, “Fine!” She swiped the cuffs out of his hands. Brian turned around and placed his hands behind his back. Angelica slipped the handcuffs on his wrists and locked them with a click.
Brian turned around to the crowd. “And now…”
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100 Word Story – Police Blotter Stories – Manners
Another short, 100 word, piece of fiction based on an item found in the police blotter of my hometown, Burlingame, CA. Link to the actual blotter post found after the story. Enjoy! Tell a pal!
Manners
By Grant Baciocco
“Excuse me, sir, are you a pizza delivery person.” Officer Mulligan asked of the man standing near his car.
“Yeah.” The man said gruffly. “What’s it to you?”
Officer Mulligan was taken aback. He looked at his partner, unable to speak.
Officer Fitzroy cleared his throat, “We were just wondering if, perhaps you could inform us of the specific reasons for your being in this area at this present time.”
The pizza man cocked and eyebrow, “I’m delivering pizzas. What the heck does it look like I’m doing? Picking my nose?”
The two officers looked at each other in shock.
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100 Word Wednesdays – Police Blotter Stories – Flour.
Yet another small, 100 word, piece of fiction based on an item from the police blotter of my hometown of Burlingame, CA. Link to the actual story follows the 100 words. Enjoy. Tell a friend.
Flour
By Grant Baciocco
So this was it. This is what happens when you piss off a bunch of bakers. Amanda had not meant to do it. She had merely said that the croissants were a little dry, that’s all. They were delicious. Extremely, so. But they were a little dry.
The bakers had begun yelling at her. Screaming about her ‘common palate.’ Saying she wouldn’t know fine food if it had been delivered to her from God. She’d left the bakery in tears.
That was a week ago. She was relieved when, two nights ago, the phone calls had stopped.
But now this.
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100 Word Wednesdays – Police Blotter Stories – Make It Stop!
Another 100 word story based on an item from the police blotter of my hometown of Burlingame, CA. Enjoy! Link to the article follows the story.
Make It Stop
By Grant Baciocco
Day 365
It started at 5:30am this morning. A bit earlier than it has the past few days. Today he’s using the side of his fist, a nice departure from him using his knuckles. Perhaps they are sore from 6 days in a row. Good. He deserves a little pain for the pain he’s put me through.
I had thought I’d grown used to it now that is has been a year, but I do believe, today, I have reached my wits end. Today I may have to do something about it. I may have to make a call.
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