"Professor Singleton told me you were conducting an investigation," he started."Well, of a sort. I don't see myself as either a member of a police for...e or a private detective." Hmm. How would you like to give me a hand?" What do you mean? I've never discovered a corpse before." Few people do, thank God. Too many for my taste, anyway." I've only been looking at Gillespie as a person and a scholar." And I as a victim." We looked at each other. I was really excited and hoped it didn't show. Like. My apartment was a small one and I soon found myself in front of themirror again, searching for flaws. But my hairdo was as perfect as Icould get it done myself, with the night before spent in rollers and thebetter part of the hairspray can. I raised my skirts to glance at mylegs, pulled on the neckline of the dress, but no fault, no stray haircould be found as I had spent the whole morning depilating, waxing,nairing off and shaving every hair on my body. I turned to the side, andfound myself. And Charlie was clearly also someone for whom much of life had somehow passed him by, but not so much that he'd never been to a party, never got drunk or had never got kissed. And just as Jane had her real-life friends, Jacquie and Karen most notably, so Charlie had his, even though he seemed to spend more time with his family than Jane ever did hers.They both avidly followed Game of Thrones and House of Cards, guiltily admitted to watching Strictly Come Dancing and Britain's Got Talent, both. Thankgoodness this was not like the airport yesterday. He walked to thebathroom, turned so his back was facing the mirror and snapped a pic.Turning to face the mirror, Nikki pushed down the thong a little exposingmore of his bare pubic region. He also stuck a finger in his mouth andtried to give a doe-eyed look to the camera. The second pic was taken. Hesent them with a short message. "Morning Sir. Xoxo"Immediately, he received another text from Chris. "Good work Nikki. How arethings at.