Excerpt: Working Title: The Quintopoly of Detective Catoctohorse

Eli's grin split his face as he turned around, holding a strangely shaped instrument in his hands. It was bright red, covered in white keys and a black strap dangled from it.

"The most amazing fusion the world has seen since peanut butter cups! A piano-guitar!"

"I think it's called a "keytar", Eli"

"I guess that rolls off the tongue easier, yes. What are you waiting for, boy? Try it out."

He offered the keytar to Robert as if he was gifting him Excalibur itself. Throwing the strap around his neck, he tested a few keys. Nothing.