

An Unwritten Detective Novel "Surely you can't be serious," remarked the Brit, fiddling absently with the rings on his left hand.An Unwritten Detective Novel by ~squattingturnip
"I am serious," I replied, and with a last gasp of ill-advised bravado continued "and don't call me 'Shirley'."
The Brit's eyes narrowed. His lips drew into a thing line.
"How clever," he sneered, and gestured to someone behind me with that doughy, bejeweled hand. I heard the floor creak as what I estimated to be a rhino's worth of meat shifted its inhuman bulk and approached.
Suddenly I noticed that the back of my head hurt a lot, and then I didn't notice much of anything.
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