Local investigator killed in mysterious crash

Authorities are puzzled by the lack of clues in the fatal motor vehicle accident that claimed the life of local investigator, Eddie Chekhov*. Mr Chekhov's vehicle was found engulfed in flames on the side of the road early yesterday evening.

Although early in the investigation, it has been revealed that there were no likely explanations for the accident. No other vehicles had been seen on the road prior to discovery of Mr Chekhov's SUV, nor was there any indication of a collision. 

Mr Chekhov was identified through dental remains.

Police appeal for any witnesses to come forward.

* Not his real name

Off to the Land of Milk and Honey...

Now I'm not a piper, pied or otherwise, but I think it's a good idea for you to follow me.

Not literally as that would just be creepy. Nothing like if I followed you. (I have a licence, do you?)

I mean through either Twitter or Facebook.

What's in it for you? Cool stuff and fun prizes*.

And don't come running to me if your children start disappearing...

*Cool stuff and fun prizes void where prohibited. Stuff may actually not be cool, prizes may not even be fun. Or even existent. Kind of like God.  

The importance of a support network

You may recall, Dear Reader, an earlier post where I decried my friends as not living up to the ideal as set by Rick, TC, or even Higgins.

Since then I've mentioned Saul Danson, Boy Valentine, Manson and a few others and you are probably wondering who they are and how they fit into my adrenaline-packed world of nonstop adventure?

With that in mind, I intend to devote a special section to these very special people over the next few weeks so that you too may get to know them better.

I'm sure they'll be pleased with this honour.

PI-noir fashion

Fellow investigator Thomas H. Humphries (that *is* his real name) of [FIND] Investigations is a man of the cloth.  A sartorial aficionado, not that other sort...

As such, he regularly posts on the topic of the 'sartorial sleuth' on his blog and a recent discussion on bow ties got me thinking.

What should the dapper PI about town be wearing?

It's not paranoia if someone *is* out to get you

After a noticeable absence, I get hit by not one but two members of the Tinfoil Helmet Brigade at once. Perhaps, not by coincidence either, the recent full moon had a part to play?

First there was Mrs Dumont* who is the victim of a conspiracy that incorporates her brother and a number of individuals in positions of authority.

And then there is Mrs Milfoy* who is being targeted by Mossad or the FSB or someone with the resources to follow her around the country over the past 8 years.

Riiiiight.

Futatsu de jubun desu yo!

"Give me four."

"Futatsu de jubun desu yo."

"No. Four. Two, two, four."

"Futatsu de jubun desu yo."

"And noodles."

While  it's not 2016 in a darkly dystopian Los Angeles, we're not too far off, apart from geographic location of course. At least it's wet and miserable today.

Having completed a tricky job early this morning (I'm over jumping 6' fences in the rain!) I think it's time for a well-deserved treat of sushi while I wait for the next big case.

Also, I know I've been remiss in posting lately, Dear Reader. Never fear, there have been a few things worth writing about and I'll soon have them up. As you will see, it's been a bit hectic here so I hope you will bear with me.

Life not quite imitating art

"It's Laurie at the trailer park. A space opened up. Do you want me to save it or are the cops going to let you stay where you are?"

Well, it finally happened.

Due to circumstances beyond my control, I have moved into a 15' caravan, currently parked on the front lawn of my host, Manson.

Rockford Files or just rock bottom?