Dear Corbin, I'm glad you are willing to meet up. How about at the country park at 1pm? I need to get out of the station anyway. This case is apparently harder than usual.
We expected it to be over within a few day. Unfortunately we have had no such luck. We were given permission to look through Wadworths office, it wasn't easy convincing his wife.
We had to explain several times that in order to find her husband we need to know how he thinks. However after half an hour of her yelling at us, telling us how we should be out there finding him instead of wasting our time.

Do you remember how when we were younger, Elliot always used to be so tidy?
Do you remember how we used to mess with his stuff?
I remember how mad he used to get. He would ignore us for days.
You see, it was this precise memory that passed through my mind when I entered Wadworths office

Corbin, trust me it was a nightmare. I still can't quite believe the mess.
Paper everywhere, we were all careful not to ruin anything. We spent 3 hours in there.
By the end of it we had taken 7 journals, his bank statements and his personal letters.
We are currently waiting for him to use his phone so we can track it. However we have had no such luck. His wife isn't sure whether he took it or not. I suppose we won't know till we finish tidying his office. I'm not looking forward to this but I suppose I'll live.

Y'know I've been thinking Corbin, are we getting too old to have families?
The longer I stay in the house the more I think on it.
I mean you and I will be 40 in a few years and Elliot is 36.
He's 36 with a wife who's 34. The two of them have a daughter who's 15, another daughter who's 10 and a son whose 3.

Then here we are. Single, childless and too busy with work.
Apologies. I'm rambling once again.

I suppose when I write next I should have the results. I hope to see you soon.

I send my regards.
Yours sincerely.