Summary: The Prince of Mars, the mascot of Saffron Pharmaceuticals, is the worst witness a detective could hope for. The Prince has an imagination like a runaway train: when he tells the story, drizzles come out hurricanes and a fender-bender comes out three weeks in traction. Only problem: the Prince is the only witness to a vicious crime, everyone thinks he did it, and he’s the one lead Juno has. His story’s nonsense, of course. Flashing lights, rushing wind, a corpse appearing out of thin air, and a pill tens of thousands of years old… none of it can be true. Can it?
