“Look bud, are we going to sit and point out the obvious all night or are we going to solve this little problem of yours?” Anthony said, slightly annoyed. “I mean, if you rather see the back end of my tail flying off I wouldn’t have ANY complaints. I’m very busy you know.” Walter swallowed hard. “But..you talk!”

“Yeah? And the sky’s blue. Now what’s the problem?”

Walter knew this was crazy but he didn’t have anyone else to turn to.

“I think I’m being framed. My girlfriend came up missing and now the police think I’m the one responsible.” Walter said.

“Got enemies?”

“Well, I faked my death to get out of some bad debts. I’m different now. There’s no way they could have tracked me down.”

“hmm. She the only one that knows this?”

“Yea, I trust her.”

Anthony paced the floor…his tiny shadow following every step. “Ok”

“Ok, what?” Walter asked.

“Ok, I’ll take turkey on wheat…whatd’ya think? I’ll take the case. It’s Ant, btw.”

“Thanks,” Walter said as Ant flew up to the window and out into the night.