Stolen Manuscript

A Private Eye, originally from Florida, now living in Baltimore, is hired to find a famous missing horror author and his latest manuscript, the writer, one of Mobtown's own. Tender nodded in the direction of the dead Venom. What s on his right arm? Believe it or not, it s a Webster s Dictionary. Here, use my pen to flip through these page numbers on this log. Be careful it s a Paper Mate. Here s a pad; write down the words that are highlighted. Tender bent down and crossed under the yellow-and-black tape surrounding the crime scene. I have my own notebook and pen, a Montblanc. Well, excuse me for livin , hon! Omaha said with a smile. What s with the Caution: Wet Paint on the strip surrounding the body? All the Police Line: Do Not Cross ones are being used; Captain Calvert ordered more, but Chief Crossland said they haven t arrived. Busy day, huh? It s Thursday. ... You were a bad boy; it was deserved, PI Tender stated. Revenge murder, huh?... Seems likely. Think he was on the take with the mob? Tender questioned. Wouldn t have thought it, but his nose area does look somewhat raw. Get a little closer, check out his mouth. It s full of oysters! Definitely a full house, Omaha said. Are those bloodstains on his shirt? Cocktail sauce. Sergeant Small was able to get a little taste. A negligible amount of blood around the wound...