The police suspect Lewis of torching his own warehouse for the insurance. But they can't figure out how he did it.
The inspector stepped aboard. "What have we got, Lieutenant?" "A woman, dead. A man, missing." "Missing?" "Yessir. I have a dive team looking."
Someone's been naughty this Christmas. Can you solve the mystery?
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Albert Brown sealed the car in a parking space, then swivelled around urgently to his companion. "You'd better go in there and get him out."
RITA LOOKED OVER THE NOTES pinned to the tree, looking for one note in particular. Eventually, she found it, slightly covered by yet another posting. The note simply read, "Rita, I burn for you. Call me."