77. A Letter for Inspector Charles

She immediately looked puzzled. ‘Daddy, what are you talking about? I’m giving you the juicy stuff here!’

He sighed and grabbed his hat from the table. ‘I wanted evidence, Sabrina,’ he told her cramming his hat on his balding head at the same time, ‘not gossip,’ he concluded standing up. He kissed his wife on the cheek.

She continued to drown her eyes inside her coffee mug.

‘Bye, dear,’ he said.

She did not respond.

He grabbed his jacket from his chair. ‘You want a ride to school?’ he asked Sabrina.

‘Dad, seriously?’

He chuckled. ‘That was a joke, baby girl. I thought you young people still knew a thing a two about those.’

As soon as inspector Charles left the kitchen he headed for the exit. When he opened the door to get outside he saw something at his doorstep. It was a small, brown ordinary sized envelope. There was a small mailbox just by the side of
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