Tag: Bricklock Holmes

By Bricklock Holmes The scent is fresh. Male. Approximately three ounces in weight. Well-fed. Nervous. Smells of discarded peanut. Old nemesis. His mistake: lingering too long in my Spotland Yard. Reluctantly, I enlist the help of my sidekick, Chief Inspector Thumbs. I’ve frequently made clear my genius, but I am cursed with nothing but legs. […]