Colonel Mustard slowly walks towards the bar, his eyes set in a fine bottle of Johnnie Walker's Blue Label that appeared to be half empty. Yes, some would call it half full, but not him! Not after all he had to witness in the wars, both during the battles and behind the curtains. It's fair to say that Colonel Mustard is, above all things, a survivor and he certainly wouldn't risk getting poisoned for a bottle of scotch, however expensive. Suddenly, he takes a slight detour and reaches a simple but elegant wooden box, which he promptly opens. After taking and lighting one of the cuban's finest, he finally sets his eye on Monsieur Brunnette's corpse, particularly on the small piece of paper coming out of his pocket. As he approaches the body, Colonel Mustard kneels and takes the letter out of his pocket, but not before wearing a fine piece of leather gloves.
"Officer, I believe this is what you call evidence. I guess I could say all of us have reasons to believe the handwriting here is that of The Chief. Perhaps you could take him with you back to the police department and confirm that?"
) --- it's got SHIELDS!
)" Grey turns away from the party and closes his eyes "'In The Land Of The Blind, The Man With One Eye Is King' I wonder who the officer will think to pick out if I say...
