Chapter 136: Already in the Landfill (1/2)

”The prosecutor has been called and I have handed over the evidence to him,” Nash perked up from his seat.

”Did he sound happy?” I asked blandly as I rolled around in my chair.

”Extremely. Collins made his life hell in a past case and he was jumping with joy with the thorough detective work we did,” Nash sounded so proud of himself. I rolled my eyes.

”I'll go talk to the officer who brought in the box,” I sighed. I moved out of my chair and went to the staff room. I found the guy laughing alongside others and called for him.

”Excuse me, do you mind if I ask you some questions?” I prompted as I neared him.

He looked between me and the group of his colleagues before nodding. ”Let's go somewhere else, shall we?” he said softly.

”Don't want the others to know you brought in a bloody box into my room without making sure what it was?” I asked without much emotion. It was protocol to check incoming items thoroughly, especially ones that didn't come from internet stores or the like.

Too many cases of threatening letters from people to detectives and officers had made it a rule.

”I am sorry about that. I thought it was something Mr. Butler sent you,” he said in a small voice.

”Ah, so the news has traveled.” I smiled a small smile. That seemed to put the guy at ease.

”Yes. We didn't think Mr. Butler was interested in women, or that you were taken. Some of us were vying for your attention. Now I know why you didn't even understand when we tried to flirt.” He scratched his head guiltily.

”That's probably why all of you found out about my relationship in the first place. Apologies on my side, though… I am quite slow when it comes to signals made in my direction.” He looked at me strangely. ”Besides thinking about Mr. Butler as a caveman who essentially marked his territory, let's talk about how you got the box, shall we?”

The guy blinked. ”Well, the mail was on the front desk and I saw your name and brought it in. No one had checked it before, I presume. I just saw your name and brought it in.” He scratched his head once again.

”Did you see anyone put it on the desk or otherwise?” he shook his head.

”It was in the pile of letters and deliveries, so I didn't think much of it. No one seemed to have touched it, though.” He shrugged.

”Did you see anyone watching you take the box away?” I asked. That was a logical question. The culprit would want to wait around and see if his gift reached the target, right?

”No one in particular.” He looked thoroughly confused. Before any rumors started spreading, I had to stop them.

”Thank you for talking to me. I don't think I need to ask you not to speak about this matter to anyone. It's part of an ongoing investigation and talking about it will cause us problems.” I quirked my brow, waiting for him to acknowledge that he understood.

He nodded quickly.

”Again, thank you.” I shook his hand and walked away.

I headed towards the front desk and saw the guy at the reception. ”Hey!” I chirped, placing my elbow on the desk.

He looked up at me and blinked in confusion. ”Miss Lewis. Can I help you with something?”

”I was going to inquire about a package,” I said quickly.

”Oh. Did you not get a parcel or something of the sort? Or was it a food delivery? Nothing has come in your name as of yet.”

I nodded. ”You haven't noticed any packages come for me?” I asked. He answered truthfully. ”I received a package this afternoon with some troubling content and it had no return address. I need to know who left it here. Would you mind pulling out the footage from all of this morning up?” I asked in the politest voice possible.

In a police station where everyone thought themselves powerful because they were in a uniform, this was common courtesy.

”If you buy me some pizza, I will think about it,” he responded in kind.

I chuckled. ”Fine. I'll order a pizza of your choice for the favor. What say you?” The bribe was made and from the look on his face, I knew that he would take the hook and give me what I needed.

I got all the footage in the email. And then I saw the delivery guy put the package down. I noted the company tag on their uniform and called the company. And then… I was on a wild goose chase. All from the comfort of my office.

”Evie, it's six in the evening. Get off work,” Sebastian called from the door.

I looked up, surprised. ”Don't you have work to do on the BTS Killer case?” I asked in confusion.