Spider plant, money spider, spider monkey. Coincidence? I didn't think so and the dead body at my feet agreed with me. It'd had been a long day and coming back to the office to find a corpse had made it longer. I fought the urge to dance in the light from the Police cars as I usually do. Sometimes I even succeed. Tonight was not one of those times.
"You done?" The wrinkled old Sargent pushed me in the chest.
"For now." I walked away trying my hardest to add a little pop to my usual gait. These desk jockeys had lost their powers of observation. Not me, I was as eagle eyed as I ever was. My pop turned into a limp. Walking into a policemen was becoming a bad habit of mine. I'd have to try harder to not walk into things.
"We're gonna have to cordon off your office until the lab boys have had a chance to dust for prints." The fat old cop smiled as he said he was sorry for the inconvenience.
"Not a problem" I smiled back, making sure to press my finger tips to every free surface I passed. I was nearly at the door when the cop called me back.
"Don't forget your gift." I turned and saw he was pointing at a pot plant that had a big red bow around it. I'd never seen that plant before.
"I'll get it in the morning." I tried to sound relaxed. The plant was staring at me. If the cops hadn't been there I'm sure he would've made his move. I winked at the plant as I put my hat on. He'd get his tomorrow.
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