Detective Warner sat in his tattered chair in front of his wobbly desk. He glanced at the calendar on his desk. 19 September 2003. His last case was in 2001. His assistant, Bobby Monty, stood gazing through his over-sized glasses into space.
"Mr Warner, when will we ever get a case?"
"Bobby, we can only wait."
Bobby heaved a huge sigh. If this went on, they would go out of business. Bobby would then have to find another detective willing to hire a geek like him. A geek who could get information easily, but when it came to crime fighting and heroic acts, he lacked that courage.
Detective Warner laid back, trying to enjoy the soft music playing from his radio, but it was drowned out by his worries.
At that moment, the phone rang.
Detective Warner picked up the phone.
"Warner Private Detectives. How may I assist you?"
"My daughter... She's dead. Please h-h-help me. Come to 24th Street."
Detective Warner stood up and walked to the door. He put on his grey hat and strolled out. Bobby quickly grabbed his phone and hurried out. The door closed with a bang.
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Mystery / ThrillerDetective Warner and his assistant, Bobby, investigate a case of a killer who kills his victims one by one. Can they find out who the killer is and stop him before he kills his next victim?
