Whodunit?

It had been a rough couple of nights. The fatigue was hitting me like a ton of bricks. I knew I shouldn’t do it, but I grabbed the box of chocolate muffin mix anyway and preheated the oven. I had already added an egg and a cup of water when there was a knock at the door. Thinking I was safe, I set down the bowl of partially mixed chocolate batter to answer it.

It was Doug, the landlord. He was there- he said- to check on that leak in the basement so I showed him where it was. I climbed the stairs and returned to the kitchen. There it was, sloshed on the floor like yesterday’s oatmeal after breakfast.

A trail of sticky fingerprints led from the crime scene to the living room. But who was responsible for murdering my muffin mix?

Was it David John “The Hair” Ricks?

Or possibly that Dastardly Duo Gabriel “Master of Mayhem” Ricks and his faithful sidekick Elijah “The Horse” Ricks?

All suspects were apprehended and interviewed. In the end, it wasn’t the tell-tale chocolate coated hands and clothing that gave him away but the classic evil-villain mustache he was sporting.

His partner was charged with aiding and abetting. I am still trying to figure out how they got Doug to distract me. Maybe they promised him a chocolate muffin.