by Robert Gryfft
The Savant watched the door while the Psychic and the Logician investigated.
The Logician watched quietly as the Psychic scanned.
Look at this-- thought the Psychic.
The Logician turned the knife, scrutinizing it.
He nodded. Murder weapon confirmed. It's our guy.
--Danger-- thought the Savant.
The Logician raised his Beretta. The Psychic closed his eyes.