Chapter 27
Inspector Paul Prince sat at his desk, curiously, and suspiciously, examining the package that David had just handed to him. Curiously, because of the way it had been addressed, ‘To Inspector Prince, or his Successor’. And suspiciously, because of the unexpected weight of the relatively small parcel that had been wrapped with far too much packaging tape, layer upon unnecessary layer.
In a buoyant and slightly mischievous mood he handed it back to David. “There’s a good chap . . I think you should open it. Preferably outside and away from the building. Perhaps in the middle of the parking area, but not too close to my car.”
David chuckled. “Nice try Sir. But it has been scanned and cleared by the mail room. It was hand delivered earlier today. And get this . . it didn’t come b
