They say this town attracts the crazies. It’s tough being a gumshoe in a city haunted by a man who dresses up in his underwear and swings from rooftops, who fights clowns and penguins and other weirdos. When she walked into my office, I knew she had a story. They all have stories. She said, “My brother was killed at his job. He was a proofreader and a note was pinned to his face that said, ‘Triple Word Score.’ I don’t know what to do.” The Scrabbler was back. I was looking for clues all over town. It’s hard to find a two letter word that uses Q without a U. But I can do it. I won’t let that cowled freak have the jump on me this time. That freak never comes out during the day. That’s where I have the leg up. I think this clue will lead me to the answer.
Happy Birthday, Shreve!