Talk:The Caribbean Detective Agency/@comment-4713152-20111129041947/@comment-4713152-20111129053302

Whoa! :O

But you forgot one VITAL detail... That was a Thursday, and everybody knows the detective offices are closed EARLY on Thursdays so the Port Royal Retirement Home can rent them out for bingo! Therefore, you are incorrect my friend! I think it went like this:

Its a misty evening... Caddius Archibald Bane is sitting alone at the docks of Port Royal, expecting somebody. Suddenly, a shadow in a dark trench coat approaches. "Garland... I was beginning to think you wouldn't make it..." said Bane without even turning around. The shadow walks up to the ace detective and silently pulls out a revolver. "I made it, and know, you must die, my friend." Before Garland can shoot, Bane parkours, and appears behind Garland. With one flick of the wrist, he disarms Garland, and the two glare at one another. Suddenly, after four and a half minutes of silent glaring, they shake hands, and reveal themselves from the same agency. "So you work for Macmorgan as well?" Asked Bane. "Indeed. That is why he told me to find you. I have the err... The stuff... You know." said Garland. "Well show it here..." Garland pulls out a briefcase, opens it to reveal the Royal Tea Set. "You done good, kid." said Bane. "Now hand it here." As Garland steps forward to pass on the brief case, his foot gets stuck on a loose rusty nail. He trips and the whole tea set plummets into the rough, unforgiving sea. Bane gives Garland a nasty look and slaps the interrogator with two trouts.