I have been saying about it twice, but since you are a new jelly I will retell it. I’m too lazy to go through my answer to find it anyway
It was a quiet night in 1940. I was a private detective talking to a client. She wad my “mother”. She told me she had a feeling of someone constantly watching her. I agreed to help her and watch over her house. She was right, one night I caught sign of a guy coming and spying on her through the window. I tried to catch him but he ran away. But I managed to get a picece of paper fell down from him with an address.
I have forgot much of the details of my investigation, but I remember that during my ibvestigation I made friends with two witnesses: a big muscular guy and a Chinese-looking guy. And somehow I found out that my mother made a shady deal with some dangerous people in the past. At one point mom asked me to just drop the case, but I refused.
Here’s the part I remember the most: somehow I found out that someone was going to kill mom. I told my two companions to watch over her, and I went out to look for the killer. I was ambushed by a gang at the meeting ground. A violent fight took place. I managed to drive the gang away, but I was badly injured, so I retreated. When I got home, the Chinese guy ran out with a horrified face. I followed him and found the big guy lying unconcious, and mom in a pool of blood. I realized that I had been conned: the gang I found before was a distraction for the real killer. I held her in my arm swearing for revenge, while the now-regained-conciousness big guy looked in apology and the Chinese guy read some requiem line for her…
I really wish I could dream more. I want to know what would happen next. There was still so much mystery.