One Murder to Another
Mowe was a private detective, or at least he considered himself one. He hadn't caught a fly as far back as the record books we
unny names people called him, made sitting in an office an
ing called fancy boot, so long as he got paid then he was good. He grew up in Ember lands
k Holmes stories and all so he figured out it was pretty easy. Grow up, study, get a job as a cop a
e came; no job, no superman cape and no bad guys t
mood. It took him five hard and long years to study, for four years Jim read and read; from philosophy to physiology
tried severally to get a job and failed so he did the only reasonable thing to do; he came down back to Emb
e too lazy to pick up the kid from school. At first he had brushed off those silly calls with detailed explanation of the kind of services he rendered bu
nsoled himself that a guy of his reputation which is akin to an armature soprano singer trying to hit a high pitch of a Whitney Houston classic could afford t
young man in this early twenties and obviously from a wealthy background came running to Jim for help. He spoke rapidly and after the firs
around and sent him parking. His shoe was just outside his office lying close to the
Barns and Jim had heard about him. He was not short but wasn't tall either somewhere in-between, had a bald head th
ps scurrying about whenever he barked orders. Ji
ing they can save the world", Barns ha
ithout slumbags like you. Better watch out, one wrong turn and I will clamp dow
as just starting out and couldn't risk being on the wrong foot with the police, at least not
ttered as he left the station that morning "e
ey had exchanged pleasantries and Eddy got to know Jim was looking for a place he could rent, he had taken Jim to th
, while the first floor was occupied by the dentist shop, the spa and the "other shop". Jim's office was the only used room on the
ept client's files and newspaper clippings which always came in handy. He also stashed some stationery, a can of soda water and some other i
ting enough provided you didn't sit long enough. The overall effect was like walking into a knife throwing act at a circus,
the office, he knew if he was to have any chance of keeping this du
all for a few seconds at if expecting him to materialize and then he look