That's Pretty Boss

"Can I help you?" The suits looked to be from the same tailor as the dead man which told me they were in the same outfit as the dead man, which probably wasn't a good thing for me. Unless of course they hated the dead man in which case it would have been a good thing for me. They did not in fact hate the man. There were three of them, the lead suit pushed me back into the dirty hole of a room, the other two watched the door.

"Who paid you to kill Corine?" You read that right the man who I found had a girls name, look I'm sorry it is a girls name!

"I didn't?" To say I was confused is an understatement.

"You didn't get paid? You did it for fun?"

"No idiot I didn't kill the man?" This got a punch to the face, but eh worth it. His fist was actually pretty soft for a man as large as he was, which told me he didn't do a lot of beatings himself (he also had well manicured nails something someone in the beating business doesn't).

"Smart mouths get smart hits." That didn't make any sense and the two suits at the doors seemingly perplexed looks said they didn't think it made sense either.

"I didn't kill your boss, but I will kill you if you insist on striking me." I am well past humoring idiots, well not always, but on that day in that crappy hotel room after the cop had already implied I was involved in the killing I was well past humoring him.

"Right a fisherman in a shitty hotel room who looks like he's all of fifteen years old, yeah I'm terrified of you." I forget after necromancy I don't look my age, well I never look my age because my actual age would put me way dead and in the ground, but you know what I mean, I don't look all dignified.

"Sure that's what I am, look I don't know who you guys are, and I already got this shit from the police, but I didn't kill your boss or Corine or whoever you suspect me of killing, I just fished him out of the river, I'm already stuck in your awful town until the police let me go, don't make this worse for me." I figured I stated my case well and that what I said should have resolved everything, the man in the suit did not and so he stuck a gun in my face.

"Don't leave town you piece of shit." And then he left, because its not like I said I was leaving town anyway! And so both cops and crooks didn't want me leaving town and contrary to all sense I didn't actually leave town, in fact because I'm an idiot I decided to try and find out who really did kill the idiot I was accused of killing so that I could leave town without worrying about getting killed, which actually increased my chance of being killed. Make sense? No? Well then read on!