Take Your Shots

"But then how did he hang up the phone after he shot himself?"

I froze, staring at the phone on the wall as the police detective continued to blather on, although he knew as well as I did that my attempt to hide the murder was going to be ruined by his blasted logic.

I was about to give up when I decided to take a shot.

"Well, detective, watch this."

I grabbed the phone off the wall and then fell, letting the phone go as I fell.

And it landed, somehow, back on the hook.

So, take your shots.