9 hours ago
Locked up, hidden clues strewn across the floor,
hair strands, powder, blood, grease, his tools, a note:
'thank you, take this too, use it for the store',
lint and dust in the pockets of his coat.
Pictures from all angles, the office books,
logs of all employees, and where they live.
Everyone's a suspect, the car shop looks
like a circus tent over run and driv-
en by cops and reporters. Madison,
owner, first to answer the call and come,
couldn't hide their shock, mentioning his gun,
but she didn't know where the note was from.
Captain Martin checks words her tone betrays,
find the truth before evidence decays.
hair strands, powder, blood, grease, his tools, a note:
'thank you, take this too, use it for the store',
lint and dust in the pockets of his coat.
Pictures from all angles, the office books,
logs of all employees, and where they live.
Everyone's a suspect, the car shop looks
like a circus tent over run and driv-
en by cops and reporters. Madison,
owner, first to answer the call and come,
couldn't hide their shock, mentioning his gun,
but she didn't know where the note was from.
Captain Martin checks words her tone betrays,
find the truth before evidence decays.
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