The night was dark, and the rain was coming down harder than the Hulk on a gas station. I'd just closed another case - missing daughter. Classic "Demo Disk Abduction". I'd seen 'em a million times.
But this one. This one was different. I knew when Jennifer walked in the door that things would never be the same. The girl had legs. She also had feet, and hands, and a couple of ears.
She said she wanted to be a private dick, but I couldn't see any dick on her at all. She just didn't have it in her.
She wanted me to train her, but I told the kid, "Get outta my office. I can't get burned again."
She helped herself to a slug of whiskey, slithered across the room, and looked me in the eyes, and said...
"Sorry, Charlie. You're gonna get cracked."
