Hi there, and welcome to Just End It Monday. Every week I’m going to post the beginning of a story and it’s up to you to finish it in 200 words or less! It’s a fun way to meet new authors and find out how many different endings one story can have. I’m looking forward to reading your endings. Feel free to twist it up!
It was a typical Sunday night.
Brian sat alone in his squad car, just the moon and stars kept him company. What did he expect? Nothing much ever happened in Sweet River, anyway. Petty thefts, an occassional B&E. They’d had three speeders one day this summer. Of course, that was during their annual Sugar River Festival in July. The parade had gotten out of hand. Maybe they should outlaw the beer tent?
Sheriff Brian Sugar checked the time, 10:45. His shift would be over at 2 AM. Their county police force was small and kept him busy filling in patrol duties for his deputies. Probably why he wasn’t married and hardly had time to date. His co-workers kidded him (mostly behind his back-but he knew) that he was just too sweet for the single ladies around town.
Light reflected from his rear view mirror as a car popped over the hill behind him. Approaching quickly, it set the radar chirping.
Turning the key, Brian reved the engine and put in in gear. He jammed the brake. As the vehicle sped by he slipped the pedal and burned rubber in hot pursuit.
“Got a black sedan, doing about a hundred per.” He switched on the lights and siren, gaining ground fast. His speedometer read 127. “It’s a Chevy-Malibu. Driver is slowing-slowing…”
The Chey’s brake lights were mere feet from his front bumper. “Hey-Ease up on the pedal!” The sheriff was forced to lock it down.
As the dust settled, he caught his breath. The car he’d frantically chased set peacefully on the side of the road.
Climbing out, he began cautiously moving forward while his fingers unlatched the strap on his revolver.
The driver’s window was rolled down as he ran the flashlight beam inside, “What seems to be the rush?” Surprize slapped the Sheriff. “What’s the hurry, Maam?”
A gorgeous woman with raven-black hair smiled innocently up at him. “Sorry, Officer. Was I going too fast?”