No Clue Page #10

I got this off Miles.

He carried it around because

he was

afraid someone was gonna

try and kill him at work.

Guess he wasn't worried about me, though.

- You killed Miles.

He hurt my feelings!

Oh, well fair's fair. Even Steven.

Back to work, everybody.

Not yet.

You know about me and the matches...

No, no...

I don't know anything!

Plus I'm forgetful.

It's Barbara, right? Brenda?

See, I couldn't even tell the police

if I wanted to.

Which I don't! P.S.

I have to be sure.

Who the hell are you?

Is this your slutty girlfriend?

You told her I was your girlfriend?

No, uh, I didn't.

She said that I was.

I mean that you was...were.

She lies!

And plus, she killed Miles.

You told her I was a slut?

I told her you were not a slut.

I defended your honor!

- that's true.

He did defend your honor.

- Shut up!

Well, I guess you better call

the cops.

I keep telling you

we can't go to the police!

Wait, you keep

telling me.

Call them.

Make sure that other kid doesn't

get locked up for two killings.

Oh, yeah.

9-1-1, what's your emergency?

Hello, yeah...

uh, somebody just tried to shoot me.

With a gun. And I think she killed

somebody else, too.

So could you send somebody

over, right away?

Am I supposed to stay on the line, or...

They'll call back.

Wow, Leo, you almost had this whole thing

figured out.

Except for one little detail,

the... killer,

but that's not important.

Yeah, I, I caught a different killer.

- Yeah, not bad.

And if you wanted to, you could

actually become a real detective.

Wait a minute!

Well, if you knew,

why did you hire me?

I don't know.

There was something about your face

that said "here's a man I could

easily manipulate."

Oh, really? Well, it was

my face that made you think that,

so who's manipulating who?

And then I thought maybe it

would be better to hire

someone who wasn't a detective.

less chance of them catching on to

what I was doing.

So you decided to stay with the, uh,

stoogy dope the whole way.

Except, you weren't as stoogy or

dopey as I thought.

Well, you are pretty stoogy,

but not dopey.

Yeah, I, I walk a fine line.

So...

Here we are.

I, uh, I didn't expect to see ya

again so soon.

I mean, I'm not complaining.

Your timing was fantastic.

Yeah, and to be honest, I didn't

expect to see you either.

I dropped the money in the mail slot,

and then I thought,

You should probably have these, too.

I'm getting out of the thief business.

Wow. Well, that's great!

Good for you.

That's very cool.

So, uh...what are your...plans?

Ah, dammit.

Damn what?

Oh, nothing. I...

I just...I bit my tongue.

Dammit. Damn my fat tongue.

You thought I left. Didn't you?

- No, I, I didn't.

Yes, you did.

I didn't care, one way or the other.

- You're a terrible liar.

I don't think I'm a

terrible liar.

I'm probably just not as

practiced at it as you are.

Now who's calling?

It's probably 9-1-1, pick it up.

Oh yeah, right!

Yello?

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