My Fake Prophecies Solved Homicides

Summary

I was just an ordinary rideshare driver trying to scrape together enough cash for rent, which is why I started talking about "the spiritual world" to my passengers. It was a cheap trick to pass the time and maybe fish for better tips.

But one night, a heavily intoxicated woman stumbled into my backseat, sobbing uncontrollably. She told me her younger brother had been missing for days and asked me what she should do.

Just to offer some harmless comfort, I threw out a random suggestion: "Don't lose hope. Go check the fountain at Riverfront Park tomorrow morning.