The Widow

Usually we’re hired to find living people. They sometimes turn up dead. This is the first time we were going after the effects of a dead man, only to discover their owner – a fairly angry guy but definitely alive.
His widow (or not, as the case may be) starts hysterically screeching: “You’ve been presumed dead for years!”
He jumps up, red in the face. “Dying has made my life worth living again!”
“Too bad we can’t citizen-arrest someone for being an utter arsehole,” I mutter to Mithra.
She slugs my shoulder. “Chin up. We’ll help get him for tax evasion.”