mr. davis’ assurance
Mr. Davis, the investigator, met me at the café and assured me he would handle the matter discreetly.
He spoke with confidence, explaining that he had years of experience in such cases. ‘Don’t worry,’ he said, pocketing the photo of my grandchildren.
‘I’ll get to the bottom of this for you.’ His words gave me a glimmer of hope, but the waiting game began, leaving me anxious for his findings.