Page 10 of Win a Date with a Detective

I raise an eyebrow.

“The same advantage?”

“Well, obviously you have a professional advantage. But I have extensive experience with murder mysteries.”

“Watching television doesn’t count as investigative experience.”

“Spoken like a man who’s never watched twelve consecutive hours of true crime.”

I laugh.

The employee hands us a clipboard and begins explaining the rules.

Apparently, we’re investigating the murder of a wealthy businessman who was found dead in his study. We have sixty minutes to identify the killer and locate the murder weapon before the fictional police arrive.

Rachel practically vibrates with excitement.

I, on the other hand, am beginning to question my life choices.

“Any questions?” the employee asks.

Rachel raises her hand.

“How realistic is the forensic evidence?”

The kid blinks. “Uh...”

“Rachel.”

“What? It’s a legitimate question.”

I shake my head. “Let’s just solve the murder.”

Five minutes into the investigation, Rachel has accused three people of murder.

Two of them aren’t even suspects.

“I think it’s the housekeeper,” she announces, examining a framed photograph.

“Why?”

“Because it’s completely obvious.”

“That’s not evidence.”

“Exactly. They want us to think she’s innocent.”

I stare at her.

She stares back.

Then she bursts out laughing.

“Okay, fine. I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing.”

“That makes two of us.”

She gasps.