Phil brought the pipe to his lips, letting out a large puff of smoke. "Daniel, am I correct? I'm Phil." He held out his hand and Dan shook it.
"Yes." Dan mumbled, very nervous. He was a fifteen year old boy sitting in front of a man in his late twenties- of course he was nervous. Phil leant back in his chair, suggesting that he wanted the boy to carry on talking. "I'm here because my brother- Adrian- has gone missing."
Phil cleared his throat. "And how long has he been missing for?"
"Around two days. He left for school on Thursday and never made it there."
"I see. Which school does he got to? Is it in this area?" Dan nodded, giving the detective the information. "Okay, photos?" Dan slid the photos across the desk, frowning as he saw his brother's innocent face. Phil examined the black and white images before sighing rather loudly. "I'll take the case."
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