Grabbing some gloves, Velma took the papers from the model.  Immediately her demeanor changed.  Gone was the awkward and shy young woman, replaced by the intelligent and experienced detective.  She shoved the clutter off a table desk and spread the letters out.  "Jinkies... how long has this been going on, Daph?  Tell me about them... when and where you got each letter.  Who was around?  Do you know what this might be about?"<br/><br/>She pulled out a magnifying glass from a desk drawer and began scanning the pages. "I'll have to try and find the sources of the letters, that should give us an idea.  I'll dust for fingerprints as well... just so we have something to compare to in case we get a suspect."<br/><br/>The brunette began murmuring to herself as she looked over the documents, her interest in the case overriding her interest in the redhead.