“How’s the Stretchy Cow case?”
“Look, pal,” I said. “Go sleep it off. You’re drowning in hooch.”
“I got something for you. Can you meet me at Lou’s?”
This case had been going nowhere fast, and I’d been chasing a lot of dead-end leads. Jokers stopping into the station claiming to know something, but then it turns out they ain’t talking unless they get a portrait of Franklin. Every grifter in town knew we were clueless, and they were toying with us to make a quick buck. Still, if I let any opening slip by, I knew I wouldn’t be able to get it out of my head.
“I’ll see you there in ten.”
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When I got to Lou’s, it was clear that this one actually knew something. It was clear from the scattered fluff pouring out of my would-be stoolie’s neck.
Sammy or Maggie got to him before I could. Since he was ready to talk, they ripped out his throat.
Elephant had been rubbed out.
At once, I felt closer than ever to cracking this case, but even more completely in the dark.
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Our dogs had an elephant like this one too. Are you sure you identified the body correctly, he does have stunt doubles. We also have had a couple squirrels end up disembloweled here.
Keep a diligent watch out for the true elephant. Could just be a ploy.
Ha, great post! There must be something in the air this week. I just got through taking pictures of a very similar crime scene. Were your pups making late night phone calls yesterday?
@megan, you know what we did end up getting maggie from Oklahoma. I am pretty sure she has connections three still. It's all very suspicious.
haha. I love how you do this!
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