Moon Island by J R Rain, now you can read online.
"Someone killed my grandfather," said the young lady sitting in my office, "and Detective Sherbet thinks you can help me."
"I pay Detective Sherbet to say that. In donuts, of course. But not the pink ones.
He has something against the pink ones."
The young girl, who was maybe twenty-five, grinned and almost clapped.
"He was eating a donut when I met with him!"
"No surprise there. He's a good man."
She nodded, still grinning. A very big grin. "I got that impression, except he said there was nothing he could do for me, since my grandfather's death was ruled an accident."
"Nothing he could do," I said, "except recommend me."
"Yes. He said I could trust you and that you would probably help, depending on your caseload."
I looked down at my desktop calendar.
There was an appointment in three days to meet with Tammy's teacher...and that was it. The 15th was circled, which indicated that I was due a child support payment from Danny. I wasn't holding my breath - and if I had, well, I could hold it for a very long time. So far, in seven months, Danny had given me precisely one payment, and that was because I had physically hauled his ass to the bank.
"I think I can fit you in," I said. "Tell me why you think someone would want to kill your grandfather?"
"Well, I don't know."
"But you think his death is suspicious."
"Well, yes."