A beautiful young policewoman opened the door. She smiled when she saw Frank and Rupert. "You must be the blokes from 'Lucidity Investigations'." Frank smiled back, but at the same time, he was annoyed to see, from the corner of his eyes, his indecent partner fiddling around in his cigar box once again for one of those disgraceful smoking sticks.
"Mister Clearwater, I presume", the policewoman went on. "My name is Sandy Richman." As she led them into the house's living room, she observed: "I really like your style, Mister Clearwater - the hat and coat. You know what's missing to perfect your outfit?"
"No, what is it?"
"A cigar!", she said and smiled. God damn it. "Gimme that", Frank said harshly and grabbed a cigar from Rupert's box.
The poor victim was lying in the middle of the main room, where on regular days all kinds of people would bustle about, checking out brochures and buying boating tickets. Miss Richman explained that the deceased David Clarendon was found murdered by his wife - who was now sitting behind the counter, her head in her hands - early in the morning when she came down to open the premises. "What was he doing downstairs?", the woman sobbed when Richman explained that part. "What... was he doing downstairs in the middle of the night?"
"To top it off, the killer must have expected him here", Richman continued. "Next to the body we found this note, presumably written by the killer. What do you make of this?"
Frank took a quick look at the piece of paper, and his eyes widened. "Rupert. Take a look at this."
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
3. The Assignment
"It's a straightforward task", said Frank as they sped along the streets of Nova Pera. "Take us to South City Rowing Club. The woman that called - her name is Janet Clarendon. Her husband has been killed. She is in shambles. She is at the crime scene, the police are already there. They asked her to bring us in."
Aaaah. Another police request. Rupert loved those... The kinds of cases that exceeded police routine. It was a sign of exceptional times when lawful forces were calling in private dicks to do the shady, filthy chores. This was likely to turn out exciting and unpredictable.
"Always glad to help out", Frank said, and the two began to snicker.
Aaaah. Another police request. Rupert loved those... The kinds of cases that exceeded police routine. It was a sign of exceptional times when lawful forces were calling in private dicks to do the shady, filthy chores. This was likely to turn out exciting and unpredictable.
"Always glad to help out", Frank said, and the two began to snicker.
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