She deserved to have someone bring her killer to justice and to avenge for the loss of her life and the dreams she harbored. That is why he took on this job in the first place. He loved putting pieces together. He had loved puzzles as a kid. His apartment was filled with framed puzzles he had conquered over the years. True, solving those puzzles did little more than decorate his apartment but the puzzles he dealt with and solved on a day to day basis caught killers and got them off the street. It stopped them from killing again. It brought justice. It made him feel like a hero. Life is like a jigsaw puzzle, you have to see the whole picture then put it together piece by piece. Inevitably fate takes its course but it is always a small comfort to those left behind to have answers to all the whys. That is why he dealt with the blood and the gore day after day…in the hopes that once the puzzle of evidence is collected and assembled that the whole picture could be understood and justice could rule the day.
This story was written for the Write Tribe Wednesday prompt.
This week's prompt was the quote:
"Life is like a jigsaw puzzle, you have to see the whole picture then put it together piece by piece."