The man with spittle eyes stood facing his office window. Shadows cast by the orange glow of the streetlight opposite him struck his face like blows from a Russian prostitute.
“What the fuck am I going to do?” he asked the empty room.
It was three weeks since his good friend Brother Desmond Desmond Hand-Frank Montenegro Jones VII, had been found dead, naked, slumped on the corner of 80th and Main Street, with a crude oil painting of the 12 Apostles on his ass and a note saying ‘Must get stabbed’.
As Mr Spittle Eyes downed his third blueberry Slush-Puppy he began to get the feeling that all wasn’t as it seemed with the death of Brother Desmond Desmond Hand-Frank Montenegro Jones VII.
For one, why had the body been slumped and not lying flat and secondly, why was it on the corner of a street, not just round the corner of the street, or a bit further down the street by a lamppost?
The only things that made sense were the state of undress; the 12 Apostles on the ass and the note, the rest just didn’t fit with the Brother Desmond Desmond Hand-Frank Montenegro Jones VII he had known.
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