Clyde

Between the the clutter the dim lights and the smell of whiskey, you can hardly believe you're in the right place, but the sign on the door indicated otherwise. This is the office of Clyde Thompson, Private Investigator. The man himself swivels his chair to face you as you enter. He looks like brute in office drag, his thick muscles straining against his shirt and tie. From what you've heard, though, he might be the only one who can help you get back what you've lost.