Instant Investigation

The lieutenant looked down at the letter. "Well," he said, "It's a quieter approach."

"I just wanted to get you up to date. After being shot at twice, this letter doesn't mean a whole heck of a lot. You know what I mean?"

Frank rubbed his mouth with the tips of his fingers. He looked away with a thoughtful expression on his face. "I wonder if this letter is from someone else. A third party."

"Don't say that."

"One person just comes right out and fires at you and maybe the other wants to write about it first."

John smiled. He lowered himself into the wooden office chair across from Frank and tossed the slide back across the desk. "But I can't figure who is out to kill me. They must not want Tammy's story out. Even though she really has no story. "

"I would bet they're both from the same person now that I think about it. He might just now be telling you that he was just playing around before, taking pop shots. Now he's serious."

"A kinder, gentler way to kill a private eye," John added. "Can I show these slides to Tammy?"

"I have the regular pictures, too." Frank got up and searched through a manila envelope. He pulled out a thin stack of five by seven photographs bound by a rubber band.