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There was once a king. He was a king whose favorite past time is to drink and indulge in marvellous gin. His name was Detective Mac Taylor. No one ever asked him how his name came to be, it just did.
One fine day, the king of New York, Detective Mac Taylor, drank his gin in complete silence at an ice skating rink. It was so quiet that the din itself sounded rather noisy already. So there he was, minding his own business sipping his gin when suddenly, he fell off his rig that was in the rink into the ice rink. The ice which had started to melt started to thaw onto his magnificent coat. Unknowingly, his rings on his fingers all fell off, one by one onto the ice, each making a clink sound as it did.
A little rat was nearby. Well, it was not really THAT little at all, since it had a rather furry head and huge paws. This rat's name was Flack. He came from a family of very famous rats in New York, dating all the way back from the rat pack in Vegas to the Great Migration of the Rats to the Apple in the 1960s. Well, little Flackie here decided that he should walk around the rink to see if there were any leftover popcorns or bits of salmon that he could get his huge paws on. It was a hereditary thing. The paws, I mean. He saw the now dead king on the ice and sniffed him. Then, very cautiously little Flackie took a small bite of horse mane trimmings on the king's coat.
At that very same moment, a very weak and wet Sheldon Hawkes had just walked in to the ice skating rink from the public swimming pool next door and was just starting to walk over to the DB when he skidded on the ice with his very thin overcoat. He skidded right till the feet of Danny Messer, who stood grandly over the now majestic-looking and dead body.
It is very interesting to note that at one point, Danny's kit got stuck in a fish net for two weeks in the Pacific Ocean. He kicked up such a fuss that the lab dutifully anointed him the Drama Queen of the Lab. Another interesting fact is that besides the Drama Queen of the Lab title, Danny also won the Wittiest Words of a Worker for 3 months in a row, and the only person ever to have been that successful or popular for that title was none other than Mister Sid Hammerback, who at one time double dated Stella and Aiden. Sid, Sid.
Where were we? Oh yes. Danny had actually run all the way from the lab to the crime scene and managed to stabilize his body's inertia at the right place. Upon reaching the scene, he immediately weaned Flack, now the evidence, off the evidence, which was the horse mane trimmings.
Suddenly, the smell of sunflowers wafted to everyone's olfactory receptors.
To be continued.