Detective Davis me his friend, Carter Johnson at the beach. The insurance investigator was dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts. He was spying on people with a pair of binoculars.
“Enjoying the view?” Davis asked. Johnson nearly jumped out of his skin in surprise.
“Don’t sneak up on me like that,” he growled. “I know that it looks like I’m just eyeing the babes, but that’s not everything. I’m here on legitimate business.”
“Well, you said it was important. Why don’t you tell me what it’s all about?”
“I’m investigating a case of possible insurance fraud,” Johnson explained. “I’ve got a case involving a woman named Daria Towers. Apparently, this woman has had as many operations as Frankenstein. She’s put in claims for a kidney transplant, liver transplant, tonsillectomy, appendectomy, root canal surgery, and all sorts of other medical procedures. But we think she’s faking the paperwork with the help of some crooked doctor. However, we can’t refuse to pay her claims unless we can actually prove they are fraudulent.”
“So what does this have to do with spying on people at the beach?” Davis asked.
“I want to show her to you,” Johnson replied as he handed him the binoculars. “That’s her in the red bikini. Doesn’t she seem a little too fit to have so many health problems?”
Davis observed the woman in question. “You’re right,” he agreed. “You’ve got a clear case of fraud and you can prove it!”
WHY WAS DAVIS SO CERTAIN?
THE ANSWER
Davis saw that Daria Towers had no scars on her body and she couldn’t have had most of the operations she claimed.
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