Four days after the disappearance of Destry Lundegard, Detective Kyle Mears returned to the Lambert home.When Ellen opened the door to him, she gave the veteran cop a wide, friendly smile.
"Well, Detective Mears!How nice of you to stop by.Please come in!"Noticing that the weather had changed from an on-and-off drizzle this morning to a steady rainfall by early afternoon, she quickly stepped aside to allow him to enter.
"Thank you, Mrs. Lambert."The detective lumbered into the foyer, aware of the fact he now entered a classy home where dripping all over the place would be considered crude, akin to his bulldog, Quincy, shaking off water in all directions.So after wiping his boots on the cushy floor mat, he gingerly shed his green hooded slicker, hung it carefully on the coat rack, and then used his handkerchief to wipe away the errant rain drops.