Mr. Gutza, first of all, I’m a thinker…not a doer. That’s the problem. What am I going to do, under that curse? I’m going to do the do. Not gonna plan, not gonna observe, not gonna think, not gonna drink. I might write a few things, but I’m not gonna talk. Thanks for your inquiry, Mr. Gutza. Nanga, if I may.
Donald Milkey is fired from his security guard job. Embarrassing for a private eye, but the unfortunate event frees up his time to find the killer. Click below for more information.