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A Murder Most Fowl - A Short Story

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They who took Mr. Duck, will pay

 

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Private Investigator Lothar Eliasevic walked into the quiet town square, one hand behind his back, another at his pipe. It was raining and any clue was washed away except fot the clump of tan hair. He bends over to eye it properly. His eyes narrow. "It seems we have an abduction" he says taking a good drag of his pipe. The smoke going up into the dark night. 

 

PI Lothar Eliasevic stands there.. pondering... Then his face lights up. He has an idea...

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A young cheetrah watches the commotion of the displaced duck from the rooftops as a small smirk begins to form, enjoying the entertainment.

 

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I SWEAR ITS NOT DEAD AND I DIDNT KILL IT!!

 

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