Russell’s Teapot

— by Dirk Flinthart “Is that..? No. That can’t possibly be what it looks like.” Untermeyer frowned at the glossy photo on his desk, and pushed it aside. “It’s some kind of a hoax. A prank?” Mieke faked a cough to cover her gasp of indignation. “Ahhh… no, sir. I wouldn’t do that to you, […]