Westland Smoke

No one expected to find the charred remains of a body in the ashes of the house fire. Town constable Paul Whipple knew of no one missing from the area. There were no old reports or new missing-person write-ups that had come to his office. It was a puzzle. No one was supposed to be home the day the call came in for a structure fire. It all seemed a little strange to the constable. Paul and his trusty bloodhound Michelangelo liked working puzzles. There was always something missed overlooked by the untrained eye. Maybe it was nothing not a clue at all. Maybe it was something sniffed out by his hound on a scent. Would it help fit the puzzle pieces together?