*somewhere on the other side of town*
Oh, thank goodness you're here.
What's going on old man? Where is this dead body?
*looks down at the floor* Um... Vegeta...
What is it?
You're standing on it.
What? *looks down* Oh.... *steps off of it*
*kneels down to investigate* Take a note, Vegeta.
Fine... just let me get my invisible pen and pad. *pretends to write*
*rolls eyes* Male... caucasian... blonde hair. I'd say about 30-35 years old. *looks into the coat pocket of the victim* A pack of cigarettes. *throws it at Vegeta*
Cigarettes? Doesn't the victim know that these could kill him?
Um... I don't think he's too worried about it. *moves the coat around* I see multiple gunshot wounds.
*gasps* It's murder!
Who is this person?
He's a regular at this store... *hesitates* But I don't know his name.
*gets angry and picks up the old man by the collar* Don't beat around the bush old man! Who is this deadbeat?
I... I cannot say.
The killers may come back here.
Do you know the killers?
*tightens grip* The NAME!
*sigh* Alright. His name is Michael...
Any last name?
*puts the old man down* Alright... so his name is Michael Angelo? *thinks for a minute* What kind of turtle name is that?
Know him well?
He's a regular. Always buys chocolate for his wife.
*sarcastically* Now, isn't that sweet.
Any idea where we can find his wife?
Over on Lover's Lane. That's where he lives.
Thanks... let's roll.
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