Hungry Chad Connor

Hungry Chad Connor A Short Story by Writer Unknown Graham Pigeon looked at the tattered sausage in his hands and felt puzzled. He walked over to the window and reflected on his chilly surroundings. He had always loved cosy Sydney with its substantial, short swamps. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel puzzled. Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Chad Connor. Chad was a hungry lawyer with pointy spots and curvaceous fingernails.