"The victim's jacket contained smoke particles."
"He was in a fire?"
"No - it was tobacco smoke - most likely from cigars."
"So he smoked cigars?"
"Not according to the condition of his lungs, teeth, and airways."
Now, the smoke wouldn't happen to come from a Cuban cigar previously stored in a humidor in the penthouse office of Lex Tower?
Hawthorn had won.
The dream of finals lived on.
Nice juxtaposition with the previous part. Especially considering how the last time Lois Hawthorn lost (or was the in 38?) and Lois had her meltdown and this time Hawthorn won and Lois and Clark reconciled
Lois walked into the Herald Sun offices - her thoughts oscillating between Hawthorn's game and the skeletal ideas for the match report she was about to write.
She's not talking about the Hawthorn game, is she?
"Flinders," Browny said. "I don't want to lose you - struth, you're the best I've got. But -"
"Excuse me?" Lois gasped at the compliment.
Can't wait!
Michael
