"Not a lot to go on at the scene, Inspector."
"Find out if he had a will and who inherits. I smell money in this." The inspector patted one tiny section of the dead titan's finely tailored clothes, far beyond the dress of an ordinary man. "We'll learn more when the autopsy is done. Doctor, when will that be?"
The man turned and shrugged. "Couple weeks."
". . ."
"He's really big." The doctor pointed by way of demonstration.
"So your theory is that the titan, saddened by how much trouble he caused by being huge, took his own life?"
"That's right, Superintendent," the inspector lied.
"Lot of that going around. I suppose the inquest will come to the same conclusion."
And it did, too.
Finis
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