Edward was almost too good at his job you Couldn’t tell if he was someone to admire or frightened. of it was a chilly morning on the south street he’s hunched over the grass and the victim he noticed the blue on the man’s eyes it was clear he suffocated Edward wanted to tell you how the man passed and made his way over to you where you stood on the crime scene “what keeps growing as you cut it” everyone gave him a look of annoyance he sighs coming out with his riddle “a hole “ he threw his hands up in the air and crossed his arms