| "A Golden Duck stolen from a mysterious collector, a city full of suspects, and a case I didn't want to take. They call me the Hermit. Maybe, it's because I like to work alone. Maybe, it's because I keep the privacy of my clients, or maybe, it's because I live in a run-down city dump." |
| "I hadn't had a case in weeks. It looked like my next meal was going to be from the dumpster in back of Moe's Diner. Then it happened! A note slipped under my office door and enough moola to keep me in burgers for weeks. But did I really want to take this case?" |