"Criminal Express" by Michelle Mach
It was the bananas that did it. Bread, cheese, wine . . . eight, nine, ten. Plus the bananas. So I bopped her with my watermelon, knocking her down and reducing her basket to the proper count.
"Express lane," I told her. "Ten items."
And the police thought I was the criminal!
"Final Judgement" by Barry Ergang
"Your Honor, we’ve unequivocally proven that Mr. Case was in Samantha Sullivan’s bed at the time of the murder. He couldn’t have committed it."
The judge nodded coldly. Drawing a revolver from beneath his robe, he aimed and fired. Case slumped dead in his chair.
"Samantha Sullivan is my wife’s maiden name. Case dismissed."
"Just Another Mugging" by Nick Andreychuk
To make Tim’s death appear like a random mugging, Dirk dropped his longtime enemy’s cashless wallet into the pool of blood caused by the bullet in Tim’s head.
Dirk casually walked out of the alley. A few blocks away, a man rushed up behind him and shoved a gun in his face. The stranger ordered Dirk to turn around, without giving him an opportunity to pull his own gun.
"Hate to tell you this," the man said, "but Tim Samson hired me to take you out."
"Tim’s dead. You won’t get paid!"
"Nice try, buddy." The man’s trigger finger tightened.
"I swear he’s dead! "I just shot him!"
With his free hand, the man showed Dirk a police badge. "Thanks for the confession. All that I had to go on was the victim’s wallet, the pistol-shaped bulge in your pocket, and a hunch."
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