The calls have started. Ever since Eve Carson was murdered, everyone has seen the suspect. "Officer, I saw that guy that murdered that girl, you know, the one in Chapel Hill. Yeah, he was eating a chili-dog over at the Stop Quick. I'm pretty sure it was him."
"Really? Where is he now?" I ask.
"Uh, well, that was about forty five minutes ago. I had to go to work, you know. But as soon as I finished checking my voice mail I called you guys. Isn't there a reward or something?"
The reward should be me smashing his face in with a brick!
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Oh my gawd, it's Todd.
Interesting post, Mr. T.
Good Luck.
Keep up the good work.
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