Francisco Angulo

The Sniffer Francisco Angulo

The Sniffer Memory fails me more and more. I have been sober for years but I'm still getting up every morning with a hangover. I might have fallen asleep on the couch as soon as I arrived from work. No reason to be alarmed... I have an appointment with the doctor today. I hope all tests are ok as I cannot afford to be off work. Besides, at my age, they'd probably end up giving me an early retirement. I cannot even think about it. I have dedicated all my life to work and would not know what to do without it. Although I am homicide inspector, my work at the station is usually not too glamorous and I end up filling up papers, dealing with complaints and grievances between neighbours and, occasionally, investigating the suspicious death of a cow. My memory, over the years, has been weakened, but I still remember clearly what happened that summer in 1988: murder of little Lisa. The incident shocked the whole city and it was even aired on national television. I am still gathering information about the case in my spare time, hoping to find the murderer someday.