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ahhaha retired bobo

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Mona Lott, daughter of Carr Lott, wealthy Yoworld philovatarist had asked me to look into a case. She had come in person to persuade me, using feminine wiles and a bag of YoCash. She didn’t need to try that hard.

It was a missing persons case, perhaps a homicide without a body. Disturbing. Y Town Bob was missing. Other than a couple of scuff marks on the factory floor he just disappeared.

Outside there were skid marks on the pavement, and a body in the road. No, not Bob’s. It was from the new Road Kill theme: an opossum. Someone had pulled it from the road and sat it up against a rock and tied a balloon to its tiny fist.

He was a mid-level supervisor at the Widget Factory. At one time he’d been the manager of the plant, back when he’d convinced Zynga to turn it into a Sweets Factory. He was lucky to hang on around there as a graveyard shift supervisor. When The Big Guy had given the boot to The Big Dog, Bob had managed to hang on.

Between his involvement in the Sweets Factory, working for Zynga, and gaining a cult following just prior to the landing of the nordics he had a lot of folks interested in him. Good and bad. Love and hate. He also was a member of a bag pipe and accordian marching band, which makes things even more complicated.

Behind the factory I found a case of Old Noob with one bottle missing. I figure the cops won't worry too much if it's two. If you want one, we can make it three.

A shadow stepped from the shadows. Guido Nefariano, raised a fist in his usual greeting, and I took a nap.