Philip looked at Inspector Blu puzzled. ‘What does that have to do with anything?’ ‘How did Bob Knoff’s smell when we got there? Think, Philip, think!’ Philip paused and thought for a moment. ‘I don’t know; sweet I would say. Yes, it smelled sweet. Like almonds. And rose petals. And vanilla...So, what you are telling me is that Bob Knoff was shipping to Billy his own vanilla to be used in his fudge? In potpourri? Whatever happened to using bubble wrap?’
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