One of the joys of writing

Hey, I get to murder a real slimeball today!

Okay, the murder has already happened (two slimeballs, actually, of the Greater and Lesser species) but Sexy Detective Sergeant has just called Fat Wizard to the scene. And he's wondering why the Media seem to be absent. Arms have been twisted all the way up to the C3 vertebra, asses kicked to the general vicinity of tonsils, skeletons in particular closets mentioned....

Sex and drugs and gore and religion and politics -- Fun!