Lactaphobia 3
Disclaimer: Although my friend seems to think I AM Monk because of my
tendency to count fence posts and straighten things all the time, the truth
is, I'm not Monk. I really have no legal right to this story, but I put it
here because I thought y'all might like it.
R&R!
Milkman knew exactly what to do with a Superhero. You don't just kill a Superhero, he knew. That was below a Supervillian. He had to torture Monk. But what could he do to distress the Superdectective? He had been observing Monk, and it looked like his life was already hell. Hmm. What would a bad guy do to Superman? (Not my invention) The answer came to him from reruns of Lois and Clark (Not mine either.). He would find Lois Lane, and when he did, Superman would be plenty distressed. And it was pretty obvious to Milkman who Monk's Lois Lane was. (Not even my metaphor). *********************************************************** Sharona passed Adrian a wet-nap just in time to save him from the handshake of death inflicted by Officer Bob Nobodyinparticular, who had just wiped his nose. "What is it officer?" All he had been told was that there was an unuasual murder. They headed to the apartment, talking. "The victim is 23 year old Heather Grady. We found her in her bathtub. It looks like she had been drowned, but we haven't confirmed that yet." Adrian looked confused. "You don't know? Are there any wounds?" "No." "Marks around the neck?" "No." "Hemmoraging behind the eyelids?" "No." "But she's in the bathtub?" They were at the room. "Right." "You're not sure that she was drowned." "Well, we haven't done an autopsy, so we don't really know." There were at the bathroom now. Monk looked into the tub. There was a woman there, covered by a sheet. She had curly blonde hair, that, to be perfectly honest, looked like a bad dye job. Monk pushed that thought out of his head. "Why'd you drain the water? There could've been evidence!" He was visibly annoyed. "The tub was empty when we got here." Now he seemed very confused. "Why would a murderer take the time to drain the tub?" "We don't know. That's why we called you in." Monk sniffed. "What's that smell?"
Milkman knew exactly what to do with a Superhero. You don't just kill a Superhero, he knew. That was below a Supervillian. He had to torture Monk. But what could he do to distress the Superdectective? He had been observing Monk, and it looked like his life was already hell. Hmm. What would a bad guy do to Superman? (Not my invention) The answer came to him from reruns of Lois and Clark (Not mine either.). He would find Lois Lane, and when he did, Superman would be plenty distressed. And it was pretty obvious to Milkman who Monk's Lois Lane was. (Not even my metaphor). *********************************************************** Sharona passed Adrian a wet-nap just in time to save him from the handshake of death inflicted by Officer Bob Nobodyinparticular, who had just wiped his nose. "What is it officer?" All he had been told was that there was an unuasual murder. They headed to the apartment, talking. "The victim is 23 year old Heather Grady. We found her in her bathtub. It looks like she had been drowned, but we haven't confirmed that yet." Adrian looked confused. "You don't know? Are there any wounds?" "No." "Marks around the neck?" "No." "Hemmoraging behind the eyelids?" "No." "But she's in the bathtub?" They were at the room. "Right." "You're not sure that she was drowned." "Well, we haven't done an autopsy, so we don't really know." There were at the bathroom now. Monk looked into the tub. There was a woman there, covered by a sheet. She had curly blonde hair, that, to be perfectly honest, looked like a bad dye job. Monk pushed that thought out of his head. "Why'd you drain the water? There could've been evidence!" He was visibly annoyed. "The tub was empty when we got here." Now he seemed very confused. "Why would a murderer take the time to drain the tub?" "We don't know. That's why we called you in." Monk sniffed. "What's that smell?"