.............. a milk carton!!!! That's one of Monk's phobias! And it was mixed with dirt and other things, I was afraid Monk would faint. After seeing it for a few seconds, Monk did faint. He woke up after I slapped him on the face and of course, wiped where I hit him with the antiseptic wipes. Fearing he would either go into a rage, fit or faint again, I kept quiet, everybody following.
He said "Natalie, I had a nightmare of seeing a milk carton contaminated with germs and all kinds of horrendously filthy, infected diseases. Hhhhhhrrrrrrrrr", shuddering. "Disher, throw that milk carton!" shouting while whispering. While Disher disposed of the milk carton, Monk came to his senses. "Mr. Monk, are you alright?" Jack said. "I think I need.......", Monk's hand came into my view and I gave him a wipe. "Some time to "sense" the crime scene."
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Mr. Monk and the Detective
FanfictionSome people think the new detective is better than Monk. But Monk knows that that danger-like dirt- lurks. everywhere. Take a look at old cops, the batch of the SC police department and killed one by one. The police say it was a hit by an old cop, b...
