The police have been and gone. It took them nearly an hour and a half to get here, but fair play, they did their jobs well, dusted the place for fingerprints, asked if we had any enemies, if we’d lost a door key. You know, the usual s**t. Couldn’t tell us how they broke in, though. There was no sign of any forced entry, no broken windows. They even accused us of leaving the door open. Cheeky pigs. As if I’d be dumb enough to do something like that. Although, I did have to think twice when they asked me. Once someone puts doubt in your mind, it’s hard to shake it off. But as I told the cops, I’ve got no idea how someone might have got in, or why someone would do this to us. I mean, yeah, the neighbourhood isn’t that great, but it’s not exactly The Bronx.
I bring Aimee a cup of coffee and s
