POLICE REPORT

‘’Can I help you?’’ the officer inquired, his voice falling on the ears listlessly.

‘Yes, my wife is missing,’ Seth said in a tone that clearly showed he was very worried. ”This is supposed to be a young lady and she was to have returned hours ago, the only call I received is that she has been kidnapped.”

The reaction of the officer immediately transformed into wakefulness and clear-sightedness. ”Please sit down,” he said indicating to a chair. “I will call somebody who will attend on you, right now.”

Seth nodded in agreement, and hesitantly he dropped himself in the chair and raked his fingers through his hair. A few minutes later a tall detective with an embarrassed look on his face walked up to him saying he was Harris; a detective.

“Mr. Rivera, the wife is missing,” Harris said, this time his tone was quite authoritative as he posed the questions to the man.

Seth sighed and began narrating what happened in the evening, Phoebe going to the market and up to the time he received