CHAPTER 123

Aaron Hoades arrived the same time Detective Ryan Dole did. Tori directed her dad upstairs. Dole eyed her, nervously hitched his pants up by the waist and sighed.

“You got any ideas who could have done this? See anyone?” he asked.

Tori shook her head. No.

Dole poked the letter with the end of his pen. “You use these to open it?” He pointed to her crumpled pile of rubber gloves.

Tori nodded. Yes.

“You see anyone outside last night or this morning?” he asked.

“Nope. But around midnight I thought I heard the mouth of the mailbox open. Thought maybe my Dad put something in there.”

“Your Dad put something in?” Dole was frowning, alert with concern.

“No. Didn’t see him. Just heard the flap squeak. It was too dark to see who it was.”

“What made you think it was your dad?” Dole wanted to know.

“Who else would put something in there or take som
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