The emails made it look like a pretty simple case.
The old story: Boy meets internet, boy finds pornography on internet,
boy ditches wife for internet pornography. Happened before, will
happen again, with exactly the same "clever" internet-related
I had a lead, too: This "buffmuffin" was meeting "buxomblonde"
online again in four days, so I could see for myself what the two
of them were up to. Truth to tell, I had a pretty good idea, but
it never hurts to make sure.
Only one problem: no web address for the rendezvous. Looked like
"buffy" and his bimbo made all of their plans by instant
message. I needed to track down that address before the 20th rolled
There was still something about the case that was making me nervous
- I couldn't quite put a cursor on it. Something about the emails
read wronger than a Mac file on a PC.
Maybe I was just tired. I rubbed my eyes and got
back to work.