Drop dead,Gorgeous!

Trifecta: Week Ninety-Four

 

This week Trifecta wants us to write a piece which has 33-333 words ,using the 3rd definition of the word “Mask” as under-

MASK (noun)

3.: a protective covering for the face

 

: gas mask

 

: a device covering the mouth and nose to facilitate inhalation

 

: a comparable device to prevent exhalation of infective material

 

: a cosmetic preparation for the skin of the face that produces a tightening effect as it dries

 http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.1KBEPzkl.dpuf

Here comes my submission 🙂

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Drop dead, Gorgeous!

 

It was a busy morning at the well –known salon and when the Police arrived,a crowd of curious onlookers  gathered to gape and gossip.

She stood among them,smiling  furtively.She had planned and waited for this for the last 6 years.

Inside the salon, Julie was nervously twisting her apron,looking at Inspector Harris,who asked,”So,Julie,you are saying that Mademoiselle Colette arrived for her usual bi-weekly facial at 10 a.m.?”

“Yes Inspector Harris,” replied Julie,her lower lip trembling.

Harris nodded,” Please tell us what happened.”

“Well,Mademoiselle took out  the pot of facial cream she always insisted on using and  once I had finished applying the fruity mask on her face,I  drew the curtains and  left her .After about 15 minutes,I heard  a loud crash and when  I entered the cubicle,I found her on the floor writhing and groaning.I rushed out to report to our Manager, who immediately called the Doctor.But,by then she was dead!”  Julie began to sob.

Patting her on the shoulder,Harris turned to the Doctor expectantly.

Dr.Peter glanced  at the beautiful, dead woman and shook his head.”We will have to wait for the autopsy report.”

Forensic report said,” “Death by lead poisoning.” It also revealed that the pot of cream used by the deceased was heavily laced with lead.

Inspector Harris and his team ,on interviewing the highly emotional and excitable Spanish maid of the deceased,found that her mistress  had been buying  the cream from a golden haired,green eyed, Avon lady, who came in twice every month.

 Search for the Avon lady led the police team to naught, for the employee records of the company offices showed no such agent on their roll.

Far away in Paris, at a cemetery,she stood near her brother’s grave.Her PhD in toxicology had served her well.

With tears in her eyes and a smile on her lips, she whispered,”Finally you can rest in peace Bro.She will break no more hearts”.

Near the headstone lay a bunch of fresh flowers,a golden wig and green contact lenses.

 

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32 thoughts on “Drop dead,Gorgeous!

  1. I read the title and wondered who was going to die today 🙂 I actually have sympathy for the murderer, seeking justice for her dead brother. Lead-laced face cream is one way to do it. I might be mean, it might have been more of a punishment to put something in the cream that would ruin her skin but let her live. Yeah, I’m definitely mean…

    • Lol!U got it exactly how I thought it-wow!Yes,she definitely was very picky and thus her regular visits-very vain too-and yes that’s why its an irony too!Thanks a ton for stopping by and reading 🙂

  2. What a fun read. I like the way you got across Julie’s French accent and like others said using the Avon Lady to deliver the deadly goods was clever. I could picture Mademoiselle Colette. I also like your signature. It made me smile:~)

    p.s. good take on the prompt and thanks for the visit:~)

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