"It was supposed to be a standard retirement bash for Councilman Vane," Silvio wheezed, clutching a broken papier-mâché limb. "A custom-made piñata. Shaped like a golden treasury chest. But when Vane took the first swing..."
"They were rigged to release on impact," Miller noted, crouched low with a magnifying glass. He noticed a faint, sweet scent clinging to the piñata’s remains—not sugar, but . "Silvio, who provided the 'candy' filling?" [S3E1] A FiГ±ata Full Of Death Bugs
As Miller stood up, a single, stray bug crawled from the hem of the velvet curtains, its pincers clicking in the silence. "It was supposed to be a standard retirement
"A new vendor," Silvio whispered. "Called himself 'The Exterminator.' Said he specialized in 'organic surprises.'" But when Vane took the first swing
The neon sign of the flickered, casting a sickly green glow over Detective Miller’s desk. He wasn't surprised when the local party planner, Silvio, burst in, covered in what looked like iridescent glitter and high-velocity trauma.