Seventy Eight

The solemn looks that greets me as I look round the table, told me exactly what their answers. " There is still no word from him?" I asked further.

" Yes," came the answer from Brian. " We think he's missing. We went to the apartment he stays at and it was obvious there had been a struggle there."

Brian nudged Percy, nodding towards the Projector. Percy gave him the stink eye and I sighed. I forgot how sassy Percy can be.

" Brian, could you do it, please," I advocated. " Allow Percy to concentrate on the task she has had hand."

Brian nods, and gets up to do as I said. Soon, pictures were displayed on the projector screen. It was different pictures of Nutty's apartment taken from different angles. I leaned forward on my seat, concentrating on the pictures.

" There is no blood?" It was a question. Despite the more than obvious signs of a struggle in the apartment, there was no single drop of blood in sight. I know they would have captured it if there was, but I had to ask to be sure