It was a dark and stormy night. High winds on a warm autumn evening felled trees all over the city, but luckily not hers.
Inspector Hawkma smelled a setup at first when the clues led her to her own tree house, one of the oldest in the city.
Local gun shows had been flying under the radar for years, meaning hundreds of illegal handguns had flooded the market.
Demolition at the construction site was slated to resume soon and she didn’t have much time. The body they had found yesterday bore no signs of a struggle, but something just didn’t feel right.
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@Bogus “Local gun shows had been flying under the radar for years, meaning hundreds of illegal handguns had flooded the market.”
Must have been a J-school grad to have posted that.
1.) There are no “local gun shows,” they’re in other states.
2.) The sales are perfectly legal in their jurisdictions.
A bogus non-story, in short.
@Gene “High winds on a warm autumn evening fell trees all over the city”? That should be “felled.”
@excellent graphic, bwog.
glad to see someone misses the little fella like i do. (tear)