CHUKS BROODED ALL THE way back to the house. He parked the bike and walked to the gate, carefully trying to bottle up his curiosity. The moment they were inside the room, however, it all came bursting out.
“I have to say, sir, I don't understand how you could have pinpointed it all so accurately, I mean, saying that the shot was taken from the hotel is a long shot in itself, but how on earth did you know exactly what to search for among the footage?”
“Wait, our hunch about the hotel was correct?” Kunle asked.
“Yes, it actually was. So, Chuck, what part of it all do you want to know about?”
“The date of his arrival at the hotel. How did you know that it was on the fourteenth?”
“Wait, on the fourteenth?” Kunle interjected. “But it would seem logical for him to arrive the day immediately
