Hopper Inspired Writing

Colin Harper

Hopper- Inspired Writing

The cop sat down after a long days work, and ordered a coffee. Black, just how he liked it. The old bartender told him that it would be right up. A women in a red dress was sitting in the corner of the bar. She was talking to a generic looking man in a black suite. The cop overheard her seductively asking the man if he would like to have a "nice night". Geez, couldn't she tell he was a cop? He had had too busy of a workday to deal with it. He just let their conversation carry on. He spent his day tracking the footsteps of a wanted mobster, the ringleader of the drug circus in town. He was right on his trail, and catching him would be the break he needed to get a new promotion. He'd spent hours decrypting the codes of messages sent between the culprit and his customers. The man's face was so etched into the cop's mind, that he didn't even notice when the criminal himself left the cafeteria with the girl in the red dress draped all over him. As the man walked out the door, the cop realized his mistake. He bolted out of the door and tackled the man to the ground. The man cried out in shock, and the cop proceeded to handcuff him. He brought him back to the station, where he was interrogated. Nearly two minutes into the questioning, the cop was informed that he had brought in the wrong man. It really had been long day. The cop drove home, and remembered that he hadn't even received his coffee. That was okay, he needed to sleep anyway.