Chaos: Don't Stress, Undress

Deal, but I'm spanking that ass of yours first! 🥵

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It had been a weird case. It got weirder: I had never brought a date to an investigation. Well, technically, Detective Jensen had brought me. He was currently piling a plate with as many shrimp that gravity would allow. Say what you will, the Johnsar/Acme Chemical Company threw a lovely cocktail party, and the police were willing to take advantage of that.

I looked across the room. Several of the people I wanted to talk to were here, including the head of Acme's research department. A lovely, petite woman, she stood talking to a tall, distinguished looking man in a dark gray three-piece suit. She was more casually dressed in a black cocktail dress covered with small, white polka dots. It was short enough to show off her toned legs without being scandalous. The only thing that looked even slightly improper in the uptight business setting was the beautiful, intricate black line tattoo that ran down from her shoulder to almost her forearm.

"Hot broad," the detective said, noting my interest. "Think she is a party favor?"

I rolled my eyes. I was going to get Detective Shermer for dumping this idiot on me, even if it got me into the party. "She is the number one research scientist in the company," I said quietly. One of us had to be quiet.

"What? She's a girl!"

"I am glad your investigative skills have stayed so honed." I replied dryly.

"Doesn't matter," said Jensen, pointing at her with a half-eaten hors d'oeuvre. "I can tell. I think she is one of those yakasoba guys."

I glanced at him. "Yakuza?" I asked. And before he could speak, I held up a cautioning finger. "And if you say 'gazuntite,' I am going to kick you in the shins."

He looked angry for a moment, but then resumed devouring crustaceans. "We had a briefing on them. Look at that tattoo."

I turned to him, then back to her. "So you believe, based on her tattoo, that that small, Canadian woman is, in fact, a member of a very misogynistic, very Japanese, criminal organization?"

"Don't know nothing 'bout that, but she's got the tattoo. You gotta think she could be a killer."

I didn't. Though I thought she might be a cannibal...

--"Deadly Dinner," Undressed City of Chaos: A Case File of Unquiet Dreams
 
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