the temptation had been
to flow into the next case as if
the previous one was not that
diversion which would have had
a single development of the
misleading type. not a derail of the
train, but definitely the one bit of
information that made the mystery
even more implausibly unforgettable.
a grief that could be almost
crippling was the unsolvable, the
spring that could have been almost
forgettable if not for that one lost
clue; not that it is a deal-breaker,
but it is the only time when a
helpful friend came in the form of
a bit of information instead of a blot
of blood or a speck of hair. he
loved that everything seemed so
clearly solvable, but the cause
was not always part of the mission.
the adventure was finding a
way around convention.