I am going to write a new version of A Christmas Carol where Scrooge is a hard-boiled private dick solving Marley’s murder:
The name’s Scrooge. Ebenezer Scrooge, P.I. My partner Marley’s been deceased these past seven years, and I won’t rest until I know why.
No corner of the past or present are safe from my hunt. I’ve made bargains – dark bargains – with spirits to assure me of that.
Marley’s murder may lie in the past. But the future will not find him unavenged, or my name isn’t Scrooge.
Ebenezer Scrooge, P.I.