A Stranger Left an Envelope Beside My Bed on My Sixty-Second Birthday—Then I Found His Photograph with My Son
“The neighbor across the alley has a camera.”
“Frank is a retired building inspector.
He’s not a detective.”
“He knows that.”
“Then he should leave it alone.”
“Why?”
“So he doesn’t make a mess of something the police need.”
He had found a reasonable sentence to hide behind.