This came to me one morning a few weeks back as I was waking up — half dream, half story idea. I know where it’s going, but haven’t had a chance to write more. And, yes, for some reason it uses the characters from some old police tv show.
Olivia looked down in disbelief. The distinctive star pattern of the entry wound left no doubt. It was alarming how quickly the blood spread across her abdomen and ran down her side to puddle on the street where she lay between the parked cars. Her vision blurred and the ever-present city noise throbbed like crashing waves in her ears. “Elliot,” she gasped, as the world turned dark.