 Here's a mirror card with his cottage. Maybe we'll get some of the answers here. Come on. Inspector. Help. Help. Yeah, yeah. Come on. Follow me. Inspector Doyle had his gun out and was running into the house. I followed a few steps behind. In a moment, I was in the living room. Doyle was standing there. Why did you scream for help? In an old chair, a cat was once an attractive woman.