The detective cleared his throat. “I am the Great –”
“We know who you are.” The Master of the House interrupted.
“That’s why we invited you to sit on our couch.” The Lady supplied.
The detective’s hands tightened around his tools of deduction. “You must let me finish my introduction.”
The Lady’s eyes slipped into slits of displeasure. “We must do no such thing.”
“We called you here to solve a murder, not stroke your ego.” The Master stood.
“We will proceed immediately to the scene of the crime.”
“But you do not understand, my introduction incites fear in the spirits.”
The Lady looked to her husband. “You said he was sane.”
The Master flushed. “All detectives are eccentric.”
The detective continued murmuring his introduction as he followed the Master towards the kitchen, where remnants of murder remained untouched.
“What did you say, lad?” The Master asked.
“I am beginning my investigation. Continue onwards.”
The Master detested anyone ordering him around his own house. But, with his wife waiting in the sitting room, he did not feel the need to exert his superiority. Instead, he watched the detective crouch to his knees and investigate the carcass.
It all seemed above-board until the detective removed a straw from his pocket and began slurping the blood.
“Now, what is this?” The Master demanded.
“You want me to solve your murder?”
“Of course. But surely –“
“I am the Great –”
“I’ll just return to the sitting room,” the Master interrupted again.
He suddenly felt defeated in his very own kitchen.
A Flash!Friday Tale: Conflict: man vs man; Character (choose one): arrogant detective