Disclaimer: I owe nothing of the KP world, all I owe will be stated at the end of the chapter they first aper in.

Warning: I have LD so spelling can be bad ( to learn more about LD check my pro.)

AN: So sue me, I was watching some old detective moves and thought "hay I can write a KP fic based off this"so hear it is. All lines written like this is the narration, and to get the full feel of this, picketer it in black and white, I tried to give the old 50's dick moves a newer twist so no old slang sorry to the fans of that kind of stuff. PS a Fedora is the type of hat most famously worn by the Blues Brothers.

SN: For all intensive purposes Kim, Ron, so forth are 25, takes place in Middleton.

A Suspect or Something Eltes

part 1

We come a door whit a frosted glass window with the words ' Mike Simon PI' stenciled on it.

Hi tear, this is a story about a case I had about a year back. Cut to the inside of the office, seeing a tall thin man, waring black dress pants, a white tee shirt, Fedora, with his feat on his desk.On his desk was a computer, a phone, and an over flowing ash try.

Thats me, I know what your thinking, no I have no secretary, I do my own failing. Gives me something to do when it's slow, unfortunately I did all that last slow period, thats OK I got $5000 for helping the police in a cereal rapist case a week ago so no problem whit that for now. It was about quoter to eight so I was about to take off then I herd a knock on the door.

"Come in, the door's open." I said. She walked in, she was about average hight, shoulder length brown hair, well billet, and waring a nice black dress.

"Hello are you Mike Simon?" She asked me.

"You don't read much do ya? What does the door say?" I answer rather annoyed at the question.

"I'm Bonnie Rockwaller, do you recognize the name?"

"No, not relay."I lied, of cores I know that name, the police had been on the TV about her fathers murder, but Ive been in this business long enough to know not to tip your card's until you know the game.

"Well, my father has been mered and I want you on the case." I kinda gathered that, why alts would she be hear?

"Do the cops have any suspects at this point?" Of cores I knew their was, thy had two in custody and three with not enough evidence to holed them.

"Yea" She threw a file on my desk. "hears all the info you should need, suspect, crime seen evidence, autopsy." I looked at the folder the suspect where a mix of names I knew and didn't know. They read like this, Josh Mankey: Bonnie's and Kim's ex, Lenard Switch: a known drug dealer, Marve Newman: leader of a small town gang, Kim Possible: world crime fighter, Ron Stoppable: Kim's side kick/ boy friend.

" So what you want me to do is...?" I knew she thought the cops had the wrong person.

"Do you recognize any name's in their?"

"No." I lied , how could I live in Middleton and not know Kim and Ron.

"You don't watch much TV do you?"

I was starting to see wear she was going on she had her owe top suspect. "Not really. Why don't you spell it out real simple for me."

"I want you to look at Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable."

Ha I knew it. " OK my fee is 700 a day, expenses, and 1000 advance." Their was something off about this case, something toled me she was not telling me everything.

" You got the job. Where do I sine?"

"You will, of cores want receipt for the expenses." I handed her the papers to sine and she gave me my check for an advance. "I will call you every three days to up date, unless I go under cover."

"Sound's good I'll talk to you then" She terned and left my office.

I looked at the time, It was almost nine thirty. I decided to head home and look over the file at my apartment. As I walked to my Chevy lumina I already was looking at the girl with suspicion, one of three things was going on with her. She actually thought Kim or Ron did it, she felt that someone needed punishment and their was a beef, or it was a "it's not me it's them" stricter.

As I heated some left over pasta in the microwave and muled over the case file. It would seam that Mr. Rockwaller had been stabbed in the throat in his front yard, he died quickly but as a result of suffocation and choking on his blood. Kim found him and tried to resuscitates him but with no avail, Ron found her and called 911, the only witness was the lady across the street but the first thing she saw was Ron on the seen. Fat lota help that gives me. I puled my food out of the nukeer and sat down to eat and keep reading over the case. Clues consisted of the knife; a double sided hunting knife, and a single strand of red hair probably Kim's. After I finished eating I went to sleep, I decided to head to the apartment that Kim and Ron lived at and ask them.

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