A Perfect Crime (TWS)

"Nick Edict. Is this your signature on Gregor's retirement card?"

I stared at the card, and then at the body bag. I had a bad feeling about this.

"You see, Edict, normally we'd compare your signature against what we have on file. But we've looked back five years in the archives and we haven't been able to find any forms that you've signed."

The kid broke a long streak yesterday, I hadn't realized until now just how long it was. Of course, the Bureaucracy Department would still be processing yesterday's forms, so they wouldn't be formally in the system yet.

It wasn't my signature, of course. I remembered being passed the card, but it was while I was ignoring a whole stack of forms, so I ignored the card too.

The problem was, I couldn't figure out why they were asking the question. Would I get in more trouble if I said I signed it, or if I didn't? I had to figure out some way to get a read on what the Managerial Officers wanted.

So how was I going to do that?