Boxing Lilandra {Fiction}

Affable detective-man of the West discovers eerie magic-act street-gossip in Arles/France and may seek answers to a case of simplified/dark name calling.

Magician crime-noir portrait/fiction, set in Arles (France). Happy Summer, all 

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There was Mr. Amlan Satan, Slovak-Algerian detective, enjoying a performance at Royal Albert Hall (New York) as a happy-go-lucky immigrant/citizen of the American Homeland, drawn into vacation-time, earned, to France (Arles-city), where much-needed time-off was what any doctor would order, given his recent string of triple-murders (cases) in a challenging 21st-Century of traffic-securities consciousness woes complicating tourism, hospitality, and therefore globalism-rhetoric (Facebook-like).

TOUR-GUIDE: This French touring magician in Arles is quite a cult-fave, Satan.

MR. SATAN: That's what I need for Saturday's Eve...a girl box cutting trick, ha.

TOUR-GUIDE: That's his special act, and he gained fame in Transylvania, Satan.

MR. SATAN: Maybe he likes Count Dracula, ha.
TOUR-GUIDE: Well, there's been gossip that someone blogs weird slander now.

MR. SATAN: Slander?

TOUR-GUIDE: The anonymous poster demands we think of stage-girls Hell, sir.

MR. SATAN: What brand of Hell (Selfie-like)?

TOUR-GUIDE: Claim's we think the volunteer girls vanish, murdered on-stage.

MR. SATAN: Bloody murder (slang?).

TOUR-GUIDE: You're on-retreat, detective (no?).

MR. SATAN: Selfie-like (for the gods of magic, ha).

Detective Satan thought-back to his days as a video-game fan, as a boy in the States, enjoying special fantasy-adventure screens of 'fantastic' humanoids battling gargoyles and questing for sacred stones (etc.) and thought about the tour-guide in France (Arles-city) whispering slang/slander talk 'stuff' about the magic-act he'd otherwise seek to make vacation-time sighs. Satan worried that the anonymous poster knew something about Euro-girls disappearing; and he theorized the culprit was for some bad Rationalism magnifying a 21st-Century traffic-paranoia concerning commerce/media life destabilization doughnuts (Facebook-like!).

SATAN: Hey, magic-man of Arles...made this crayon-harlequin stick-doodle, ha.

MAGICIAN: Thanx, detective...I've been 'sweating' about this Euro-slang lately.

SATAN: What kind of magician would bloody-murder his box-girl volunteers, eh?

MAGICIAN: Tonight, we've a special harlequin-volunteer, flower-girl of streets.

SATAN: I knew it; that's why I made you this crayon-jitters harlequin, for stage!

MAGICIAN: I shall present it during my performance (maybe, sir).

SATAN: What kind of magic-man would seek the cut-off of art-girls from Earth?

MAGICIAN: I became a magician for doubt...maybe it's (all) Hell, detective, ha.

SATAN: That's eerie thing to say, magic-man; maybe you're biased (Selfie-like).

MAGICIAN: Good luck with your curiosity, if you take this case (Facebook-like).

TO BE CONTINUED...

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)