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Death on the Lyle

A tale of carnage and destruction!

Beware, this tale contains scenes that some readers may find distressing... or not.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Detective Inspector Tate knew that this had to be the same perp.

Cupboards were thrown open and their contents scattered mercilessly about. His feet crunched on Cornflakes and Rice Crispies as he walked. A box, its innards ripped apart and surrounded by Cocoa-Pops, lay on the counter.

On the table, another box, Shreddies, battered and torn, a sticky white fluid soaking into the jagged card.

He turned to his colleague, Sergeant Lyle.

“It's the worst one yet, Sergeant. There can be no doubt about it. This is the work of a cereal killer!”


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