Hugh Hamilton
"What?"
"I dunno, ask Ben."
They chewed over the details for another hour until they were all full of mushed yellow and ready to shit.
"That's better out then in," bragged Hugh crudely.
"What, the knives?" asked Ben.
"Yes, the knives."
"So he was definitely stabbed?"
"I guess."
They scratched chins and temples for a few minutes until Hugh said: "Is that it?"
"No," replied Ben. "We have to find out why and who."
"Rats."
"Indeed."
"Any evidence?"
"Yes, actually," answered Ben. "There's this signed note that reads: 'I did it'."
"Really?"
"No, but there is this liquid stain on the floor."
"Sorry."
"No, yours is over there."
"Good. Anything else?"
"Well, the monkey seems to be missing an eye."
"Interesting."
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