"I'm back," Lambert called from the door. He could see Kevin's car in the driveway, so he knew his partner was already home.
"You have mail on coffee table!" Moore informed him from inside the house. "It must be something important!"
"Mail?" Jack was surprised. "Who sends mail instead of e-mail these days?"
But someone was doing it because Lambert saw a large envelope on the table in his name. When he saw the sender, his heart skipped a beat.
"You don't open?" Kevin asked, suddenly standing next to him and putting a hand on his shoulder. His voice was warm and supportive, as if he knew for some reason that the information in the envelope was of great importance. "I wanted to talk to you about joining the Missing Persons Search program to find little Paul, but I see you've already done it."
"How do you know it's about Paul?" Jack was surprised. "How do you know I wasn't looking for other family members?"
