A Stiff in the Sauna

By Bo Widerberg

Allan Crown hated these cold rainy days. Even sitting in the car, he felt himself all wet. Although, the car windows were closed. He drove over to his friend George's house for some nice time in a hot sauna. He knew that George wouldn't be home for another hour, but George had given him his own key, and he decided to start the sauna before George came home. Allan went down to the lower level of this three story house. That's where the sauna was located. Allan went to check if everything he needed was in the sauna. When he opened the door, someone was sitting in there. A dead person with a knife sticking out of his chest. Allan called the police, and told them he found a dead person in his friends sauna. When the police came to do their crime investigation, George came home. Seeing all the police cars outside, and all the police inside his house. Allan explained that he had found a stiff in the sauna, and these boys are figuring out what this dead person was doing in your sauna. Looking at the stiff, George told the cops that this man was at the house several times during the buying process. When I bought this house. An undercover police man will come here tomorrow, and with you try to find out what this dead person was doing in your sauna.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bo Widerberg
• Release date: Sep 12, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370440030

Bo Widerberg

My name is Bo Widerberg/artbcool, I am born in Europe too many years ago. Have lived with my family in Florida since 1985 and we are happy with our situation. Would feel a lot better if more people would read my stories.

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A Stiff in the

Sauna

by

Bo Widerberg/artbcool

Smashwords Edition

All characters in this story are fictitious,

and any resemblance to real person,

living or dead, is coincidental

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To say it was a wet and dreary day, would be the understatement of the year. Although, I wasn't wet by the drizzling rain, I was still wet and cold right through to my skin. I wasn't sweating, it was too cold for that. And as I was sitting in my car looking at this cold, wet, disgusting, rain falling down on us, I felt truly miserable. How can I be wet? I thought as I drove my car to my best friend’s house.

I knew that he wouldn't be home for another hour at least. But, he had given me the key to his house. And as he knew how I love a hot sauna, he always let me start the sauna before he arrives home himself.

Well, my name is Allan Crown, a confirmed bachelor. And, I am visiting my friend George. He works in the medical profession, and is regarded as the