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At 1:30 am on the night of the
fifth, the body of well-known
journalist, Mickey B, was found in
the park in front of City Hall. He
had been shot, but because of the
ravages of hungry squirrels, the
wound gave no clues as to the caliber
of the bullet. Fine dust found on
the clothing indicates that he was
killed elsewhere and the body was
discarded later. Mickey B had access
to inside dirt on a lot of celebrities
and allegedly wasn't above petty
blackmail. Rumors floating around
literary circles indicate that there
were three witnesses to his murder
but no one has come forward with
information as yet.
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Let me speak to my lawyer.
In my business I need a .32.
Who knows?
I was at the theatre.
No.
Yes, I own a .38.
No, it wasn't.
I was at the theatre following Ace.
No, a dude didn't do it.
Yes, I own a knife.
No way.
I was with Karen Kola.
I think not.
I could have your job, mister.
No, she used a .32.
I was with Grant Lui at the theatre.
The slithering worm deserved it.
He had nude pictures of me and was
going to sell them to a sleazy skin
magazine. Don't you understand? That
would have ruined my lucrative
modeling career. I posed for those
pictures because Mickey said he was
from the Louvre and they needed some
stylish artwork for the fourth floor
restrooms. I should have known the
Louvre had more class than that.
Anyway, I shot him in his balcony box
seat with my silenced .32. Ace,
who'll do anything I demand, got rid
of the body for me.