ASW Episode 253
The Case of the Poisoned Model
It was another Monday morning. The sign on the door said Private Investigator.
But the sign below that said broken and I was saying yes to a third cup of coffee.
It was harsh and acidic, like an appsec team requiring a 90-day password rotation.
My partner was out of town looking into stolen antiquities. But that case was like a bad supply chain – lots of artifacts and no provenance –
When a model walked in.
I knew the type.
You could always tell they had a sob story, but you could never tell how they were going to choose their words.
“You don’t look,” they said, “like much of a private eye.”
“Ignore that,” I prompted, “and rephrase it like the sign says on the door.”
“You look broken?”
That might be more right than they knew, but I wasn’t going to let on.
“I think someone’s trying to poison me,” they continued.
I sighed. I’d heard this a thousand times before.
“I’m not making this up.”
“Ok, then”, I said. “Explain yourself.”
This was the third noir-styled opening, continuing the events from episodes 252 and 250.