Oh, thank
goodness you're here.*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.
Why's
that?
The
killers may come back here.
Do you
know the killers?
No...
but...
*tightens
grip* The NAME!
*sigh*
Alright. His name is Michael...
Any
last name?
Angelo.
*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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