‘Who sent it?’

‘Let me take a look. It’s from…’ She pauses. ‘It’s from Jens Uhland.’

Daniel shrugs his shoulders. ‘Don’t know him. A client?’

‘In a way. He works with the film crew that recently borrowed that cello case.’

‘I see. Well, maybe you left something there?’

‘Yes, perhaps.’

Personally, I don’t think that’s it. After all, I was there, and I’m sure that we left with everything we arrived with, that is, other than the case, of course, but there’s no way that’s in this package. It’s much too big, and the cello case smells completely different. Not nearly as tasty. What’s in it? I sit up and beg, which brings me up to the height of Caroline’s knees. She’s wondering what’s going on.

‘Hey, sweetie, what’s up with you? You’re getting rather excited.’

‘Well, maybe this Jens is sending you a kilo of coke, and Hercules has what it takes to be a top drug sniffing dog.’ Daniel grins. ‘You know how those film people are. They’re all into that scene.’

Caroline shakes her head. ‘A kilo of coke? That’s a bit pricey to send to someone you barely know. But what could it be?’ She uses a knife to get the tape off the top of the box. ‘There’s a card. Let’s see.’

She reads it and a grin spreads over her face. Daniel comes to her table and tries to read it over her shoulder. Just as she is about to move away from him, he reaches over as quick as a flash and pulls the card away from her.

‘Hey, what are you doing? Didn’t anyone ever tell you that mail is private? This isn’t addressed to you.’ Caroline sounds annoyed, but Daniel just laughs.

‘Well, my dear, it’s not for you either. It clearly says “Dear Hercules”.’

What? The card is for me? I run right over to Daniel. Never in my life have I received a card. How exciting! But also a bit odd. Who writes to someone who can’t read? I sit down in front of Daniel and look at him expectantly. He gets the hint and starts reading it out loud.

Dear Hercules,

I really hope you’re feeling better today. To help you get back on your feet nice and quickly, I’m sending along a top-quality gourmet sausage for you, which is sure to be yummy. Let me know when you’re back to your old self.

Best regards,
Jens

Wow, he must be an insanely nice guy, despite the gun. I’m delighted! No wonder the box smelled so good. I have to try that sausage right away.

‘How did this Jens get the idea that Hercules might be sick?’

‘Um, he had another one of those attacks.’ Caroline’s voice sounds funny.

‘While you were in the bank?’

‘Yes, that’s right. It even made them interrupt their filming.’

Hey, that’s not true at all! What is Caroline saying?