How I Hate That Word

Prompt: maybe is a vicious little word

Keenan shot a glare at Haruko. It burned him that the man had to be party to this discussion. It angered him that the man doubted members of the intelligence teams. The idea that any of them might be behind the murder of their own director was, to Keenan’s mind, inconceivable.

“Do we even have a motive?” he said, looking over at Tiana and the other members of her team. He arched an eyebrow. “Can we say definitively who was behind the murder?”

“Maybe,” Tiana said. She sighed and shook her head. “We’re still running down some leads.”

“Maybe,” Keenan said. His brows furrowed. “I hate that word. It’s nearly as bad to say maybe as it is to say ‘if only’.” He sighed and rubbed his forehead. “So… you can’t say anything for certain, is that it?”

“Not yet,” Tiana said, shaking her head again.