I meet an interesting women today named Tris Holmes. She is a “consulting detective”. Which means that the police go to her when they are having trouble. Currently we are working on “a case” together, a murder. Tris worked out that the victim was a bit of criminal himself and that he had gotten into a bit of trouble and that his options were: a) get brutally murdered by his associates, b) go to jail, or c)get his own shooter. As this is a murder cases the victim went with option a. She also worked out that the murder would have a bank account in downtown. This lead to one quick adventure to a bank at 103 Borough Road and a talk with the bank manager.
The murder is one Jim Brook. After I had relayed this information to Tris I went to a fast food joint around the corner bought two burgers. I then head home. When I got there I found a man with a large 1960's era police phone booth claiming to be the Doctor. I promptly told Tris that he had a message for her and that her food was on the counter.
It has been a few days since the Doctor showed up and Tris has spent most of that time in her “mind palace”. It is getting very boring around here with nothing happening, awww well. I guess she will enlighten me later on what she has figured out. As this is my first attempt at something like this in text please comment.
~Sam
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