First Murder

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It didn’t register right away. There was a sound, a distant beep-beep-beep chased by annoying buzzes. Tony tried to grunt the damn noises away. Didn’t work. Three more beeps followed by three more buzzers mocked him. What the hell? It wasn’t loud or urgent enough to be a smoke alarm. With each set of beeps his head hurt a bit more. He winced at the sharp pain behind each of his eyes.

“Is that yours or mine?”

The voice was vaguely familiar. The bed was too soft to be his. His head hurt like hell.

More beeps. More buzzes. He risked opening an eye-just one. Pitch black. He was sure his eye was open. The beeping came from his right. So did the buzzing.

“It’s yours. Mine doesn’t vibrate.” It was a woman’s voice. A nice voice.

He opened the other eye.

“Tony, shut the damn thing off!”

Maybe not so nice.

After three more beeps the buzzing was interrupted by a rattle and a clunk sound, like something falling.

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