On a shelf in the back of a little Post Office sorting room in Didsbury sits a red and white Parcel Force bag waiting to be unpacked. Inside the bag is a variety of packages. Tucked into a corner of the bag is a little box; an ordinary box, measuring only 8cm by 7.5cm and 5cm deep. It has no unusual markings, no makers label and is made from recycled cardboard. It once housed paper clips, the ones covered in multi-coloured plastic. But they had been tipped into a little blue ashtray so that this box could rise above its station and become more than just an ordinary box. Soon, but perhaps not soon enough, the above mentioned box will be found by a CIB officer investigating the murder of a young journalist. Once found it will be marked by the officer in a chain of evidence log. The little box will then gain the status of Exhibit C for case number M/F000925439. A neatly printed evidence label with the box's new identity will be attached to its side and it will no longe...
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