French Connection

With Regina about to spill the beans, the ham and several different condiments, the case was finally getting the lead it deserved. Or needed. Or something. She had seen the Urologist to the Stars, Red Tinkles, the day before his brutal murder. And in that very office, there was a packet from a fish finger, from the renowned gourmet chef, Pierre Pousson. Would he spill the beans? Or clam up? Wave the white flag or see red at such accusations? There was only one way to find out. And it did not involve making mad passionate love. Much to the disappointment of pretty much everyone.