by David Dyte

If you want to hire a steam vacuum to make the historic, magical carpet (in which a single grain of desert sand may hold the key to the whole mystery) spotlessly clean just like it was freshly weaved, go to Page 22.

If you want to be overwhelmed by the sheer noir pulp angst of it all, go to Page 39.

If you want to apply years of forensic training and watching episodes of CSI by figuring out the age and composition of the carpet stain, go to Page 8.