Saturday, July 10, 2010

7. C.C.. Again

"Uh...sorry. I must be mistaken." I said.

But I observed the crayfish carefully until he made his purchase and left the stall. I could swear this was the same person as the "C.C. Crayfish" I had met so briefly before.

Well, it WAS a mystery, to be sure.

I bought a bit of fresh algae and then walked by my office to see if there was anything that needed to be done.

Effie met me at the door with a concerned expression on her face.

"Constable, you'll never guess who is waiting for you in your office." she breathed. "Your mysterious stranger, C.C. Crayfish!"


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