Mike
flipped the paper placemat in the tray. The suspect was in the ladies', no
doubt silently screaming, and he really needed to do something to release this
buzz.
Mazes,
a word search, Spot the Difference: a whole page of activities. Children's
brainteasers but there were enough to keep him patient for five, maybe ten
minutes. He picked up the pen she had left behind; technically it was evidence
but what would a pen really mean to a case like this?
Mike
started on Spot the Difference; a pig surrounded by pinecones. Five
differences. He circled the left ear, then the bottom right hoof. He noted the
change in eye colour between pictures, green on the left and red on the right.
And initial observation was usually his weakness. He circled the slightly
larger pinecone that was rolling away to the left. Five minutes? More like
three.
Mike
searched around the pig slowly, the rings of pinecones and then the rather
basic outline of the creature. Not even quiver lines: these were cheap
cartoons. Nevertheless, the fifth difference...
The
smile? No. The hairs on the belly? Too small: the kiddies wouldn't pick up on
them. Was there a slight discolouration in the second pig's skin? The second
did seem closer to flesh colour.
'It's
the snout,' the suspect said. Mike glanced up. Her eyes were puffy and her
glasses in one hand. 'The right one's smaller.'
Mike
threw down the pen. 'You're eyesight's improved, Mrs Paetro. And your memory?'
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