CrimeFest’s Flashbang

Definition #1 n. A hand grenade that produces a very bright flash and a loud explosion, but no shrapnel and minimal explosive force, to disorient the target.

Definition #2 An original crime story in 150 words. A contest judged by international bestseller and gun-slinger,  Zoë Sharp.

Definition #3 Your chance to win a pair of weekend passes to CrimeFest and other fantastic prizes perfect for writers and crime fans.

Go here for details of how to enter and what you can win.

Longlisted 2014

Chipping Away by Diane Simmons

It had taken four years. A gradual erosion. It started with a frown over his haircut, a shoe choice scoffed at, a book purchase mocked.

It took two years before their friends began to express concern about his well-being. It was another year before she sought advice from his parents, another three months after that before he relented and visited a doctor, two more months before he finally started taking his anti-depressants.

Sophie talked to anyone who’d listen about her husband’s depression, cried when there was someone there to see. She researched therapies, borrowed books from workmates, left the trail of a caring wife. When there was no one there to see, she carried on chipping away, confusing him with cuddles and derision.

When he was found dead from an overdose four years from her first frown, no one suspected it wasn’t suicide.

They’d all seen it coming.

Longlisted 2014

Close to Home by Keith B Walters

Comforting hands on shoulders.

Knowing looks said sorry without words.

Endless cups of tea.

DI George Haven had been here countless times.

Stepping outside to allow the grieving family some peace, he took a deep breath.

Another stabbed teenager, another pointless loss of life.

But this time he felt something else, deeper, somehow darker.

Peering through the garden shed window he saw a desk and a stack of notebooks. The boy’s mother was a writer, this was her office.

Haven noted the door was unlocked, went in and started through the notebooks, discovering not everything in them was fiction.

He read of the mother’s wish that she’d only had one child.

She’d never wanted twins.

Haven looked up.

Someone was at the window.

The surviving brother staring at him.

The boy’s eyes told him more than blood-soaked hands would have.

He loved his mother.

Would do anything for that love.

 

Longlisted 2014

What You See by Pete Waterhouse

 

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Longlisted 2014

Escape Route by Debra Ramsdale

The results of the DNA evidence were on DCI Smith’s desk. He already knew what they were. Well, he would, wouldn’t he? But whoever put them there hadn’t made the connection. Common name, after all.

Local newspaper headlines of “Breakthrough in Sandiford Sex Monster Case” heralded a new phase in the investigation. Media frenzy about to begin.

But the last one had fought back. That hadn’t happened before. He had to explain the scratches on his face as the cat getting over playful. But his skin was under her nails.

His DNA was on the database from his days working in the Murder Squad.

He heard footsteps coming down the hall, echoing, getting closer.

He looked out above the skyline from the top floor.

The rain splattered window slid open silently for him.

He looked down; the police station car park was empty.

He was gone before the door opened.

 

Longlisted 2014

A Killer Sequel by Lu Greer

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Longlisted 2014

Inkblots by Susi Holliday

“Tell me what you see.”
“Circles. Dark. Cylinders maybe. Like the barrels of a gun…”
“A gun?”
“Yes, a shotgun. That’s exactly it. Smoke swirling out of the ends. It’s beautiful…” She pauses. “What do you think this means?”
“Probably not what you think.”
“No?”
“Everyone thinks psychology is obvious, you know… red blotch: blood. Anything dark: bad. Blah blah. That’s not what Rorschach had in mind. It’s much more complex than that…”
“So this fugue. This breakdown. It’s got nothing to do with me shooting my husband last night?”
“Ah. Did you? Well I guess this changes things…”

Longlisted 2014

Secrets by Christine Laurenson

I cook when mum can’t; when dad hits her too hard. I made him curry tonight. He likes that. Then I gave mum her sleeping tablets. She didn’t feel like eating. Said it hurt to breathe. Think her ribs might be broken.

It’s swimming club tonight, so I’ll get away for a couple of hours. They don’t need me and I don’t want to stay here. I sneak out, so Dad can’t stop me, or talk to me, or touch me again… Our secret, he said, when I cried. But I told Aunt May, mum’s sister. She understands.

I drop the jar in the bin outside the corner shop. Aunt May is a good cook. She told me that you can make cheap curry sauce taste so much better with a dollop of peanut butter. I’m only eight. Way too young to understand about Dad’s nut allergy. Aunt May says.

Results 2014

The winners of CrimeFest’s Flashbang 2014 contest were announced live at Crimefest on 16 May 2014. We were delighted that two of the three winners were able to receive the news of their success at the end of the Crime Writing Day which formed part of their prize. The full results are published below. Thanks to everyone who entered, congratulations to the winners and runners-up, and to all those who made the shortlist, and the longlist. You can read every one of these stories by clicking on its title below.

1st Prize

A Bridge Too Far by Kevlin Henney

2nd Prize

Double Whammy by Charlotte Sing

3rd Prize

A Sawn-Off Shotgun Wedding by Barbara Weeks

Runners-Up

Serial Dating by John O’Connor

Zero Tolerance by Simon Jenner

Longlist

Secrets by Christine Laurenson

Inkblots by Susi Holliday

Serial Dating by John O’Connor

A Killer Sequel by Lu Greer

Zero Tolerance by Simon Jenner

What You See by Pete Waterhouse

Double Whammy by Charlotte Sing

Chipping Away by Diane Simmons

A Bridge Too Far by Kevlin Henney

Close to Home by Keith B Walters

Escape Route by Debra Ramsdale

A Sawn-off Shotgun Wedding by Barbara Weeks

Runner-up 2014

Simon Jenner stormed onto our shortlist with this cautionary flash.

 

Zero Tolerance

“‘Bout bloody time in my opinion,” said Tina, thumping the newspaper in to Carl’s chest as they returned from their Sunday walk.

“Something juicy in the Gazette?” asked Carl.

“You could say that.”

“What is it, my love?”

“All crimes to carry the same penalty with immediate effect.”

“All crimes! Wow! What’s the penalty?”

“Doesn’t say, only that it was to be announced moments after the paper went to print. Harsh and instant they say.”

“Stop those little sods from writing crap on our walls. Whip ‘em and then off with their heads, I say. Any other news worth sharing?”

“Nah, you can chuck it if you want.”

Carl spun around, lobbing the rolled paper towards the nearby bin. It balanced on the rim and rocked a little before toppling to the pavement.

“Damn!” he exclaimed.

A shot rang out and Carl’s body crumpled to the ground.

Tina screamed.

Runner-up 2014

John O’Connor caught our judicial eye with this creepy tale.

 

Serial Dating

‘Meeting people online is fun, and it’s safe,’ she called from inside the bathroom where she was fixing her makeup, ready for her next blind date.

‘That sounds like an ad for a dating agency,’ her flatmate replied from the other side of the door.

‘You must stop worrying about me, after all, that’s how we met.’

‘But how do you know he’s not this serial killer that’s been in the papers?’

‘I don’t, but I’ll take a chance,’ she laughed.

Only then did she notice how unusually clean the bathroom was. She noticed the smell of bleach. Then she noticed the tiny, red specks on the tiles. She didn’t notice the door handle slowly start to turn.

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