My name is Market. Niche Market, and I’m the Tough Detective. My latest troubles started on a Wednesday, about noon. It had to be noon, because I’d only had three whiskeys so far and the double vision hadn’t set in yet. She walked through the doorway in a stunning yellow dress that hung around her […]

He was hard-boiled. Hard-boiled and gritty. Like a bowl of Grape-Nuts laced with sand and a boiled egg. The egg, to be fair, had been boiled too long and too hot, and was therefore cracked and had leaked before hardening. Misshapen, gritty, and not quite right in the head, then. All in all, a bad […]