Suddenly the door burst open.

The noise so sharp it nearly, forced all of Burt’s slowly pumping heats to stop. Yep all of Bert's fourteen hearts. You would think that he would be use to that sort of thing. And in reality he was. It was the women who slopped in after that nearly gave him a coronary.

Or yooo boort ? She said. Slivering up to Bert’s desk.

That, Burt whispered, depends on Who’s asking, and why?

Moy name iz Cwarwisa.  She said.  Thots  see,  ewl,  a, arwa, i ews ews a. She rolled over and hoisted a bit of what could have been her him over the edge of Burt’s desk. I hawlv a jowb fow you. Iwf, you worwm enuwff to do it.

Burt knew this could only be trouble. That’s Trouble with a capital T. Yeah, He knew it but he also knew that his kind was born for trouble.

Sowm won is watching me. I downt know who. Buwt I  con feew it. I neewd you to fwind out who and why.

I can do that.but its going to cost you, and you Miss Clarissa don’t look like you got the jack.

Owe Contware. She exclaimed, I awm quite lowdewd. My Maw Maw and Paw where kiwelled by the Sparwo  famawee. I wecieved a weally goowd setewlment.

The Sparrow Family! Burt’s heats stopped again!   Not the silver breasted Sparrows?

Why, Yes! Thew siwlver Bweasted Sparwos She said. Do youw know Thewm?

Only One! Said Burt, looking out the window. But one he thought was nearly too many. He slowly turned around and took a good look at Clarisa. What was her story? What was with her horible lisp?

Burt knew this was the kind of case that would make or break his career. But, whom was he trying to fool? His “career” was flowing like a creek in the middle of the Mojave Desert. You could look at where it had been but what would be the point.

Suddenly a shout from the street

A loud Bang

A Flash

He fell to the floor. What was going on?

OOWPS ! Said Clarissa.

Next thing Burt knew, He was hearing Sirens and  and looking  at the the dirty smoked stained ceiling of his  low rent  detective agency office..