Petroglyph Thieves, Continued
“After which,” Bernie was saying – this was on the patio of the Dry Gulch Steakhouse and Saloon, one of our favorite hangouts – “we found ourselves in this strange slot canyon, so narrow at the opening we could barely squeeze through, me and Chet.” Hey, I remembered that. Had there actually been a little competition about who squeezed through first? I usually do pretty well at those.
“You’re still in possession of the knife at this point?” said Lt. Stine.
“Right. But the perps are gone. We tracked them to the end of the canyon and into an abandoned mine.”
“Bernie,” said Lt. Stine, “you’ve got to stop with the mines.”
“He’s got this strange attraction to them,” Suzie said. “I’m starting to wonder what Freud would say.”
Freud! He’s come up before, no doubt about it. A major perp who’d given us the slip so far, but we nab them all eventually. That’s what makes the Little Detective Agency so successful, except for the finances part. So, message to Mr. Freud: heads up!
Tags: Freud, Little Detective Agency, perps
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4:51 am on June 10th, 2009
I always thought Freud was a Perp…. I hope you get him!
11:02 am on June 10th, 2009
Freud does have a lot to answer for.
7:50 pm on June 10th, 2009
Yeah, get him Chet. I never trusted that guy.
9:56 pm on June 10th, 2009
Freud quote about dogs:
“Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate in their object-relations”