By Ava Harbour
*My name is Elliot Hall and I was framed for murder*
November 18, 2015. It was a usual fall evening, 5:00 PM to be exact, a salty smell of the ocean below.The slight breeze blowing through my light blue curtains puts an exciting feeling in the air . I slip on one of my three tuxedos, brush my hair, grab my briefcase and go. I have been doing magic since I was seven. As I got older I made some cash by doing magic at my friends, parties, or between jobs. I use a nearby luxury hotel called the Montage to drum up some gigs.
Getting nods and smiles from the front desk staff, I walk through the lobby and order my usual lemon water at the main bar, overlooking the main pool with the ocean just beyond. I have a usual set up at the …show more content…
This is five years going”.
“That must have been hard. How do you get here?”
“I live ten blocks south of here. I walk it.”
“Well done.”
“Where do you live? “
“Bluebird and Glenneyre”.
“You walk it?”
“Today I did. It’s an old ocean cottage, built in 1927 . The Garage door is original and it needs to be replaced.”
“From the sound of that last trick, I think you’re going to get that replaced real soon”
“I do, too.”
It’s my job, I originally told Detective Sass, that night, to observe people. I also tape my shows on my smart phone so I can use my good jokes and get rid of the lines that don’t procure laughs. I remember, however that it was still on when I told Steve where I live. He was also on hand when the last couple I performed for last night, told me their room number.
The Detective told me that the couple must have surprised Steve and came back too early. He panicked and fought with them and killed them. Wanting to hide it, he now knew where I live and broke in. Stole my wife’s jewelry upstairs and left all but one earring to implicate me!
Then he called and left an anonymous tip. I feel a great big wave of relief it me. In all my days of magic I never thought I could be framed for
*My name is Elliot Hall and I was framed for murder*
November 18, 2015. It was a usual fall evening, 5:00 PM to be exact, a salty smell of the ocean below.The slight breeze blowing through my light blue curtains puts an exciting feeling in the air . I slip on one of my three tuxedos, brush my hair, grab my briefcase and go. I have been doing magic since I was seven. As I got older I made some cash by doing magic at my friends, parties, or between jobs. I use a nearby luxury hotel called the Montage to drum up some gigs.
Getting nods and smiles from the front desk staff, I walk through the lobby and order my usual lemon water at the main bar, overlooking the main pool with the ocean just beyond. I have a usual set up at the …show more content…
This is five years going”.
“That must have been hard. How do you get here?”
“I live ten blocks south of here. I walk it.”
“Well done.”
“Where do you live? “
“Bluebird and Glenneyre”.
“You walk it?”
“Today I did. It’s an old ocean cottage, built in 1927 . The Garage door is original and it needs to be replaced.”
“From the sound of that last trick, I think you’re going to get that replaced real soon”
“I do, too.”
It’s my job, I originally told Detective Sass, that night, to observe people. I also tape my shows on my smart phone so I can use my good jokes and get rid of the lines that don’t procure laughs. I remember, however that it was still on when I told Steve where I live. He was also on hand when the last couple I performed for last night, told me their room number.
The Detective told me that the couple must have surprised Steve and came back too early. He panicked and fought with them and killed them. Wanting to hide it, he now knew where I live and broke in. Stole my wife’s jewelry upstairs and left all but one earring to implicate me!
Then he called and left an anonymous tip. I feel a great big wave of relief it me. In all my days of magic I never thought I could be framed for