There was no time for fun at the Business Park Play Dome, it was strictly business. Mina and Blind arrived via taxi in the massive parking lot where the only vehicles were police cars. The enormous entrance A had been blocked off with several police barricades and the chilly weather did not make the dome seem any more friendlier.

As Blind and Mina walked up to the cavernous entrance, Mina's stomach rumbled. "Do ya think any of the hot dog stands are still open? That cold cereal and toast breakfast were more like a small meh-fast!"

"Ah yes," Blind answered caustically. "Because everyone would like a bite to eat at a crime scene!"

Mina eyed the empty concession stands, her belly gurgling. She rubbed her stomach beneath her warm sweater. "They wouldn't mind if I just a poached a hotdog and heated it up would they?"

Suddenly, the two jumped as a loud vocal broadcasted from a megaphone. "Hands off those weeners, thieves! You are now under arrested!"

"Weeners?" Mina gasped. "But I don't have a ween..."

She narrowed her eyes as she saw who the booming voice belonged to. "Speaking of weeners who is this weeny?"

Standing before then, flanked by two other police officers, was a young man with bright yellow spiky hair, a detectives trenchcoat and the most outrageous pants she had ever seen. They seemed to be made of light blue felt and sewn with white-yellow lightning bolts. His round, non threatening face made Mina realize the man was a twink...a slang word that she had heard Raven use many times when talking about his dating apps, but she was still a bit foggy on the meaning.

The man yelled loudly into his megaphone causing Mina's (and Blind's) hair to stand straight up.

"Weeny?! I should have you arrested for insulting an officer! That's a criminal offense!"

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The ever-calm Blind shook his head. "The correct charge is assaulting an officer. You're clearly new here, officer."

The man grinned sheepishly and lowered his sound blast. "Hehe," he giggled, turning bright pink. "You're right. But who the heckers are you?"

"William Justice," the former attorney said. "I used to be the prosecutor in chief before my position was usurped by a jealous and very petty lioness. "

"Ms. Ashley Ryan?" the detective with the lightning pants asked.

"Yes," Blind nodded.

The detective giggled. "So many strong dominant women here defending Business Park. It's an honor to work for them!"

"Care to tell us who you are?" Mina demanded. "Other than a tiny menace who is clearly compensating with a megaphone?!"

The detective saluted and hit his head while doing it. "The name is Deputy Sparky Atkins-Electra."

Mina nearly jumped from the literal and metaphorically shocking name. He was another person related to the infamous billionaire Maxine Electra, who had recently conned her out of her lawyer fee. "So you're the new deputy?" Mina asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yeppers!" Sparky said nodding.

Mina placed her hands on her hips and lunged towards the non imposing deputy. Not surprisingly, he flinched. Mina giggled. "Familial relations clearly having nothing to do with your position, sparkypants!"

"Gah!" Sparky gasped, before he stood his ground. "I'll have you know it was always a dream of mine to be a detective so who says I don't have a right to be one! Just because I have a rich aunt...I say!"

Blind placed his hands on the clearly testy Mina. "As long as he does his job, love. I say we leave him be. I was related to the top judge in the county and that hasn't prevented me from doing my duty!"

Mina slowly eased herself down with Blind's embrace. "Yesh..." she sighed. "You were a marvelous (and handsome) prosecutor."

"Mark my words..." Sparky said, thrusting an index finger so close to Mina's eyes she could see the spiral of his finger print. "I will prove my worth in this case. And I'll prove you and that big scary police chief lady wrong! Detective Sparky will solve this case!"

"Great..." Mina said, rolling her eyes and moving her head away from his finger. "Did you see a dowdy manager around here?"

Sparky turned his head and crossed his arms. "Hah," the scrawny detective said. "Like I'd tell you any leads! It's classified information that the manager of the victim is currently inspecting the crime scene!"

"Thanks, Deputy Sparkypants!" Mina said with a wink and she and Blind headed in the direction of Whitney Stab's room.

Sparky slapped his hand in his face. "Doh!"