Inks by Horacio Ottolini, Colors by Melissa Kaercher
Originally appeared in Femme Noir: The Dark City Diaries, Issue #1
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Page Fifteen
Panel 1. Dahlia reacts in shock.
Dahlia: That's impossible! Who is she accused of…killing?
Panel 2. Rod, referring to his note pad.
Riley: The victim is Tom Dewey. He was her boyfriend, correct?
Panel 3. Back to Dahlia, now even more disbelieving.
Dahlia: Now I know you're wrong.
Dhalia: Loretta loved Tom. She wouldn't – couldn't – have killed him.
Panel 4. Fairly large panel. Flashback. Cops have entered a fairly nice, art deco-styled apartment with large windows that overlook the nighttime cityscape. In the middle of the room is Loretta Luna – a slim, petit figured, young woman, attractive but not glamourous. She's kneeling beside the body of her murdered boyfriend, a middle-sized, blond-haired fella in a zoot suit. Luna is crying, but there's a small automatic pistol in her hand. There's blood on the guy's suit and the carpet.
Caption: (Riley) The local radio car caught a squeal about shots fired in your building.
Caption: (Riley) Neighbors directed the boys to the apartment, where they found your roommate with the body –
Caption: (Riley) – the murder weapon still warm in her hands.
Panel 5. Medium close-up of Dahlia.
Dahlia: And what does Loretta say?
Panel 6. Another shot of Riley, now looking somewhat sympathetic.
Riley: She maintains her innocence. Claims she walked in and found him already dead.
Riley: Says she found the gun there, next to his body.
Panel 1. Dahlia reacts in shock.
Dahlia: That's impossible! Who is she accused of…killing?
Panel 2. Rod, referring to his note pad.
Riley: The victim is Tom Dewey. He was her boyfriend, correct?
Panel 3. Back to Dahlia, now even more disbelieving.
Dahlia: Now I know you're wrong.
Dhalia: Loretta loved Tom. She wouldn't – couldn't – have killed him.
Panel 4. Fairly large panel. Flashback. Cops have entered a fairly nice, art deco-styled apartment with large windows that overlook the nighttime cityscape. In the middle of the room is Loretta Luna – a slim, petit figured, young woman, attractive but not glamourous. She's kneeling beside the body of her murdered boyfriend, a middle-sized, blond-haired fella in a zoot suit. Luna is crying, but there's a small automatic pistol in her hand. There's blood on the guy's suit and the carpet.
Caption: (Riley) The local radio car caught a squeal about shots fired in your building.
Caption: (Riley) Neighbors directed the boys to the apartment, where they found your roommate with the body –
Caption: (Riley) – the murder weapon still warm in her hands.
Panel 5. Medium close-up of Dahlia.
Dahlia: And what does Loretta say?
Panel 6. Another shot of Riley, now looking somewhat sympathetic.
Riley: She maintains her innocence. Claims she walked in and found him already dead.
Riley: Says she found the gun there, next to his body.