52 Days of Disaster - Day 52
due South/Cluedo. Sort of.
Fraser's looking at me like I'm the first snowflake of the season or something.
"Ray, that... That's brilliant!"
I try not to preen too obviously at this declaration.
"We've been going about this investigation in entirely the wrong manner!"
"We have?" I blink at him, feeling thoroughly confused.
"Yes Ray. Mr. Boddy-" He breaks off, and looks around suddenly.
"What, you're afraid the walls have ears?"
"No, Ray, but... have you ever gotten the feeling that you're just a piece in a game that somebody else is playing? That you're just a character to them, and that with the wrong roll of a pair of dice, you'll be killed in an interesting and new place and way?"
"What?"
Fraser frowns to himself for a moment, then shakes his head sharply.
"Never mind, Ray. The drugdealer known as Mr. Boddy is, in fact, Dr. Black!" he announces triumphantly, and I just feel more bemused than ever.
"Fraser, what?"
"Permit me to explain, Ray. I first began to suspect this when we found Miss White drowned in her bathtub..." He starts and so I let him do his explaining.
He feels like he's a board game character? Sometimes, I feel like I'm in an episode of Scooby-Doo.
Fraser's looking at me like I'm the first snowflake of the season or something.
"Ray, that... That's brilliant!"
I try not to preen too obviously at this declaration.
"We've been going about this investigation in entirely the wrong manner!"
"We have?" I blink at him, feeling thoroughly confused.
"Yes Ray. Mr. Boddy-" He breaks off, and looks around suddenly.
"What, you're afraid the walls have ears?"
"No, Ray, but... have you ever gotten the feeling that you're just a piece in a game that somebody else is playing? That you're just a character to them, and that with the wrong roll of a pair of dice, you'll be killed in an interesting and new place and way?"
"What?"
Fraser frowns to himself for a moment, then shakes his head sharply.
"Never mind, Ray. The drugdealer known as Mr. Boddy is, in fact, Dr. Black!" he announces triumphantly, and I just feel more bemused than ever.
"Fraser, what?"
"Permit me to explain, Ray. I first began to suspect this when we found Miss White drowned in her bathtub..." He starts and so I let him do his explaining.
He feels like he's a board game character? Sometimes, I feel like I'm in an episode of Scooby-Doo.