Ten Days of Lady Chainsaw

The Watchmaker

The police officer glanced down at the gutter and sighed with frustration. A pair of meeks were running around puddles and making their way purposefully towards an alley. The police officer put her watch away and began following the meeks, already suspecting where they were going. The tiny meek feet pattered over a metal grate. Their small mouselike bodies clambered over pipes and steps. The police officer could try to catch them, but that was not her job, and it would probably not serve her purpose. The neat crisp material of her uniform made a smooth zip zip noise as…