It's All In The Eyes
This is a short piece that was published in the Fur-Eh conbook for 2016. The theme was "Who killed the Con-Chair" Enjoy * * * It's All In The Eyes By Aaron Blackpaw "Well, yep. He's dead alright." Shattered glass sparkled across the floor, the...
The Gift of Prometheus
Life as private investigators was always full of complications, and they would have to suck it up. the drive to the harbor was spent in silence, and the sleepy town of slateston cove went by quickly.
Investigation / date
"good see you to tsume, are you doing an investigation here too?"
An Unlikely Wingman
During the end of the work week, a pair of middle-aged gray foxes with conservative clothes and a mormon demeanor came to my office, requesting for me to investigate their adult nephew.
Too Close to Home
Most people knew that valerie was a pagan and a witch, but almost no one knew that she was also sensitive to spiritual matters and was in fact a paranormal investigator.
Chapter Twenty-Three (Wendell)
I pace in the waiting room as I wait for Todd's results. He's been in the emergency room for almost a whole day. Angie is sitting on one of the chairs, slightly gnawing on her nails. A treat rolls down my cheek as I think about what could've happened...
Venturing: Upmorning
Why did the janitor wanted us to investigate the school again? especially in the summer season?" i asked natty who raised her shoulder blades and made a face at us. "not sure." she replied.
Venturing: Same Ticks
Natty raised her claw at him, growling "we will investigate that later. as of now." she started, "we need to interview you and explore your building for a moment, sir. we are led here to believe that you are the owner of these devices."
Frank Beary Alabaster, Private Investigator
--- frank beary albaster, private investigator p.i. beary, makes his way through the night street, on a supposedly quick beat duty before calling it a day the night air is moist and foggy; just a few scoundrels out past curfew...
Venturing: Drop on Ahead
Venturing: Drop on Ahead We were afraid. Agitated. Anxious and worried. I could see it in everyone's faces. As we gathered in the empty large room within the police station, no one had said anything to one another. Our faces had told the story. We...
losing hope/first steps ch12.
I look over Alex's body for a long time inspecting the large gunshot wound in his head, * * * I start to poke at it, it feels fleashy and sticky flies buzz around me I swat them but they don't go away I take out my phone and call a local tow service...
Lucked Out - Thursday Prompt Story [#6, 09/2/23]
Posted using postybirb as a private investigator, grian was the best in the town, or at least, that's what they've all told him, and yet he never bought it. the polar bear was quite the public figure by now.