It was seven o’clock in the morning and you could tell from the aroma of coffee rising in the air like decomposition gas from a long-dead stiff. Detective McKeand was thinking the case over, pouring over the clues as the rain tapped on his window. “What are the best detective games?” he asked himself. The answer came to him like a shotgun slug through the eye socket.
There they were, the best murder mystery games, dancing in his peripheral vision like ocular floaters after too many whiskeys. The pieces were all there, and now he just had to put them together in some kind of list format – people like their information digestible, see? Nobody wants facts that fester in the gut like reheated takeout. He’d show them. He’d show them all.
Ahem, here are the best detective games.