The couple had just sat down to enjoy their lovely supper, tomato soup. But tonight there seemed to be something wrong with the soup.
"Honey, does this soup taste abnormally bitter to you?" The husband was a wealthy businessman who sold vacuum cleaners and high quality roombas.
"No it tastes just the same as always." The wife, Madam Dubois, was raised poor but after marrying she became pompous and wealthy.
"Hmmm." The husband hummed before he felt lightheaded and face planted right into his soup. Clarence, a small chihuahua, barked as furiously as such a small dog can bark. Clarence was usually quiet so this upset Madam who quickly called police.
"He's dead Madam, can't tell y'all why but he is." The police officer spoke to her in a thick southern American accent.
"This is outrageous!" She declared, holding Clarence in the large garden of the mansion. "You don't even know how?"
"Fraid not ma'am." The police officer dipped his hat. "But some foul play was defiantly involved."
"When can people be on the case?"
"In three weeks from now we can send an investigation squad."
"No! It needs to be sooner! I will get one myself." She said dramatically. That night Madam Dubois found exactly what she was looking for online, a private investigator who could solve this murder.
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Clarence Clues
Mystery / ThrillerWhen Madam Dubois' husband dies the private investigator hired to solve the case is stumped. No indications of a break in, no know enemies of the wealthy businessman, and no leads. The investigator, Dustin Grey, makes friends with the family's small...
