I answered trying to concentrate myself on the interlocutor.

Voice : Lieutenant colonel Mackenzie ?

Mac : yes ? Who's calling ?

Voice : I'm the inspector Wiley Colonel. I have the regret to tell you that your apartment has been burglarised.

Mac: oh god ! I'm coming immediately.

I hang up the phone and went immediately to the admiral's office. He gave me the day off.

*****

I went for Harm's office. I knocked on his door but he was not there.

I left the building and I saw him laughing with a young woman in the garden in front of the office. I felt new tears in my eyes but they did not fall this time.

I'm a marine. I would be stronger than that. I would not stay a minute longer.

I drove quickly to my home. One police car was parked on the pavement. An inspector get out of the car running into the building because of the rain.

****

He was the inspector Wiley. I followed him upstairs, hoping that it was not as important as I thought. He gave me a pair of rubber gloves not to delete the potential prints.

I entered my apart. Well obviously, the TV set, the stereo had been stolen.

I immediately went into my bedroom. Some of my jewels had disappeared but anyway I did not have a lot. Just two bracelets and a necklace without any value. I even asked myself why a robber could embarrassed himself with such a thing. Well I thought it doesn't cost much. As I did not have any family jewels, I did not care too much about this. I opened my closet. I noticed that one of my dress was missing but all the rest seemed to be at the right place.

Suddenly, I turn back and looked at my bedside table. I could hardly breathe. The first drawer was opened. I couldn't believe it. My diary ! He has stolen my diary. But why ? What kind of robber was he ?! What will he do with that.

Sometimes I felt it was ridiculous to write a diary but I was told that it could help to express your feelings and that it was a good way to keep memories.

Oh god ! I do not want him to know my whole life !

My interior monologue was interrupted by Wiley.

Wiley : 'xcuse me ma'am. Have you noted what's missing ? I need it to do my report.

I told him what I have noticed. He asked me if I needed something. I just wanted to be alone, to think. He said me he was sorry but as the burglar was not really significant, he could not really do more.

He left me and promised to call as soon as he got news. I know that nothing would be done. It was even rare to find big objects or valuable things so here what could be done ?