It was late afternoon, dusk just on the horizon and beyond that were Dick's dreams of a quiet evening with a bowl of Spaghettios and a beer. Shattered, knocked over and left as a stain on the carpet while the more urgent business of murder rose to the occasion. The added complication? Too many cooks in the kitchen and not enough food to go around. With a fresh corpse and a morsel of evidence, Dick is determined to keep this one to himself.