The ring at the door came at 6.30am. I usually don’t rise before 10.00am, and then only with the help of my morning mug of black coffee or two. My mouth was dry, and my brain could barely comprehend what he was saying, as I opened my front door, standing in nothing but my shorts.
“There can be no doubt in our minds that a crime has been committed, whether by you or someone else has not been determined at this point. Circumstantial evidence exists, suggesting you may have had something to do with the mysterious disappearance of Mathew Jarvis, who has been missing these past two months. Answer’s are required, as to how deep be your connection to Mr Jarvis?” quoted the police officer standing in the porch of Andrew Cairn’s house, waving a search warrant in his face.
Other officer’s systematically searched, or should I say trashed my…
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