Thanos Kalamidas - Crime Humour

https://theoviebooks.wordpress.com/ It was precisely 10:03 a.m. when Chief Inspector Percival Whimsy arrived at the scene of the crime, fashionably ten minutes late and somehow already eating a hot scone wrapped in an evidence bag. “Inspector, that’s...” began Constable Flinch. “A crime scene scone? Yes, I know. But my dear Flinch, look at it.” Whimsy raised the pastry to the sunlight. “A proper currant-to-dough ratio. Would you arrest a man for loving truth, justice, and jam?” Flinch sighed.