'I haven't seen George in over a week', the neighbour had told us.
No-one was around, but one upstairs room was locked, and there was no response to my knocking.
George was a sick old man who lived alone. Being increasingly concerned, the neighbour had alerted my Police station.
I forced the door, and entered an office. No-one was inside, alive or dead. An open cabinet caught my eye: it contained yellowing documents in German, and a well-thumbed copy of Mein Kampf...