The Case of the New Year
It was another Monday morning. The sign on the door said Private Investigator.
But the sign below that said closed and I was saying yes to a third cup of coffee.
It was hot and bitter, like a VPN admin keeping up with patch releases.
My partner was out of town, looking into a bad alibi, but that case was like a TLS handshake – a lot of hellos for just one secret.
My wall had a calendar for the new year, but my desk had a stack of old bills.
And my case log had the appeal of a code review where you couldn’t tell if a developer had sneezed or was using Perl.
In the case log, there was the MBA who made an OKR to close every CVE. It had a KPI that was DOA.
I could go on, but the world has enough lists already.