He’d gathered together all the information available. He’d crosschecked and verified, ensured the sources were credible, and combed through the data until all possible outcomes had been considered. Each variable, dependent and independent, had been taken into account. Every logical assumption had been questioned and re-questioned until he was positive… certain… or, at least, mostly sure… that his conclusion was accurate.
As unlikely as it was.
The one factor that just didn’t fit into the results, was him. It just didn’t compute. What in the name of Einstein could a woman like Helena possibly see in a man like him?
Word Count: 100 words
This post is for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. I actually managed to keep this week’s entry nice and short! I hope you enjoyed the read. I’d love to know what you think.