“Ms.Fletcher.Let’s sit at my desk and discuss what brought you here.”
“Thank you.You can call me Emma.”
He nodded.“All right.You may call me Connor.”He pointed to a chair.“Go ahead and have a seat.Now, what can we do for you today?”
Emma sat and then looked into her bag.She lifted the letter out and handed it to him.“I received this yesterday.”
She watched as the police took a glove out of a drawer and put it on before reaching for the paper.She knew he was doing it to protect any fingerprints that might be left on it.
“You’re the only one that touched it?”he asked.
“Yes.”
He studied it for a moment.“Who is the second guy this person is talking about here in the letter?”
“Oh, he’s a friend of the family.He just came back from the military.”
His eyebrows rose.
She didn’t understand the surprise or the smile he tried to hide.None of this was funny.
“So, the second man is military and just returned to town?’
Emma frowned and nodded.“Yes.”She had no idea what that had to do with anything.
“Do they know about the letters you’re getting?”
She shook her head.“No.”
“You know I advised you to tell your brother.”
“Yes, but I’m afraid it would put him in danger,” she said.
“The military guy is probably tough.Why can’t you tell him?”Connor asked.
“For the same reason.Didn’t you read the note?”She tried to keep the frustration out of her tone.
“Is it okay if I have someone else look at this?He’ll know how to deal with this better than I.”
“Sure.Do you want me to stay here?”she asked.
Connor stood.“Yes.We’ll see what he wants to do.”
Emma nodded.It sounded like he was going to bring in his boss, so maybe they’re taking it more seriously this time.She tried hard not to stare at the different people around the room.The ones in handcuffs got most of her attention.She wanted to ask what they did to get arrested, but she didn’t think they’d like that.
A short time later, the officer came back.“Follow me.We’ll talk in one of the rooms.It’s a little more private.”
She stood.“Before we go, I must ask you about something.I want to buy a gun.What would I have to do?”
She thought the man was going to faint for a moment.He lost all color in his face.She reached for his arm.“Are you okay?”
The officer cleared his throat and nodded.“Yes.We’ll talk about guns later.”
“All right.But I’d like to get one as soon as possible.I think it would make me feel safer.”
Connor mumbled something under his breath as he walked away.
“I’m sorry I didn’t hear you,” she said.
