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Quirky Mafia
Once again my palm collided with my face at maximum velocity. "That's... That's not what I meant." I sighed. Call it an inner guide. But I knew who my list was. It was only a matter of time. "I got my reasons." I didn't think I needed to explain myself. "I think," I said with a sly grin... -
Quirky Mafia
I shrugged. "Probably another name for a healer I guess." I gazed about the room. I had my suspicions. But I'd keep them to myself. There were eyes. So many eyes. Lingering here and there, sometimes straying away for a second too long. There was no time to waste. I had to make a move. The time... -
Quirky Mafia
I shook my head. "No, I that's not what I said. I said my investigation was blocked. I got there, but there was no way in." Obviously this guy wasn't a squint, and new to the big game. "If he was poisoned, it was on the same night that the Mayor was killed. Poison kills in time, usually the... -
Quirky Mafia
I stared at the body before me. Things were getting more strange that a zebra in the big city. Once again, my night was wasted. Someone, or something was preventing me from doing my job. Sure, this Light guy had been suspicious, he had it out for me, but I wanted the hard proof of why. Something... -
Quirky Mafia
My hand collided against my forehead with a solid smack. "'Dumbfounded?'" I said, shaking my head. "That's wasn't being 'dumbfounded' genius. It was exasperation." I sigh once again, taking off my hat and running a hand through my hair. "I told you, I'm an investigator, a cop, the police, el... -
Quirky Mafia
I stared at my accuser. "You gotta be kidding me," I grunted. I pointed at them, barely holding back my frustration at their idiocy. "Aliens? That the Sam Diddly Farce are you talking about?" I pointed at the dead Mayor, who was now being carted away by a bunch of squints. "There was a death... -
Quirky Mafia
I watched the conversation unfold. Thinking twice about my third light up within what seemed like five minutes. Probably was, but who's counting? Oh, right. The humanitarian. Harvest Ty... if he was scum, the other scum were trying to clear him off like cheese stuck to a non non stick pan... -
Quirky Mafia
Once again I'm stopped in my tracks by a would be do good-er. "Smoking's bad," he says. I give the humanitarian a glare as I light up again right in front of him. The kid keeps goin', talking about robots being doctors. None of it made any more sense than whoever was the idiot who thought... -
Quirky Mafia
I stopped in my tracks as I heard the voice speak from behind me. I didn't even look back. My hands in my pockets and my collar propped against my neck. "You don't know me," I said shortly. Then I started walking. I didn't wait for an answer. Didn't need one. I already knew what my choices... -
Quirky Mafia
*lights cig* I stared at the scene from afar, like a cat watching a mouse. There was too much commotion now anyways. I needed to stay away from the situation. The townfolk were more scared than a fat turkey the day before Thanksgiving. It didn't take a genius to figure out why. The victim...