Chapter 12
It was 4:00 a.m. when his cellphone began to ring. She could hear an excited voice of a male caller.
“Yeah, thanks, Joe. I’ll be there,” said Max.
“What is it?”
“That was my neighbor. Some kind soul has set fire to my Bentley. The fire brigade is still there. I just can’t think who would want to do such a thing, can you?”
“Well, we know who, don’t we? It’s not going to be easy to prove, but you never know.”
“There’s CCTV all around the house and outside.”
“It goes without saying that the police will do their best.”
She knew without asking, that Max would not be leaving the matter simply in the hands of the police.
They dressed quickly and took a cab from the taxi office across the street. A fire truck was still outside the house. Max told the cab driver to wait.
“What’
