Pond Patrol!
As a young bunny, I did a hitch with the Fairy Force, Swamp Division.
One memorable day brought me a dead gopher, and nobody knew a thing, as
usual. Christ, the sun was barely up and the brass was breathing
down my neck for answers. A good cop knows people, and I had my
contacts even among the amphibs. Normally we rabbits avoid the mud
like distemper but Louie the Lip owed me one. It turned out our stiff
liked to gamble but didn't like to pay. I'd have killed him myself if I
was in the game. I buried the evidence and Farley Fox walked. Now I
had an ear to the ground that heard everything. Of course, the papers
got hold of it and somebody had to fall. After getting out of the stir, I
hung out my shingle and went private. The politicos bitched like hell
but my license was solid. It should have been, I handed over more than a
few acorns to keep it that way.
If you want justice, try the law. If you want results, you're talking to me!
Love this -- Would be great to see more of this hard-boiled world of yours!
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