Something in Junction Village Stinks...
My dog Leo's early morning "Conference" with a local skunk has me knocking at the pharmacy door frantic for a remedy-and finding a body instead. Turns out the pharmacist isn't-
wasn't
-a nice guy.
While the cops take their time arriving on scene, upset customers pile up at the door like lemmings. The angry client with a beef about his prescription-again! The fragile wife in need of protection; the nervous partner who shows up late without explanation, and the investigating cop and new widow's exchanged look of understanding. What's that all about?
Is it just me, or am I surrounded by could-be murderers?
Now add in the dirty deeds happening around my Dog Rescue build site and my very unhappy neighbors, all looking to sell to an eager developer whose plans include
purchasing my land
.
I have no choice-I
have
to solve this thing before all I've worked for here goes up in smoke.