I can tell you now that I’m not Biff. Biff was the one who dated Ebony, I’m the one who introduce myself to you. If I really WAS Biff, why would I claim not to be? Why would I say that I did go to Ebony’s house when I had Janie’s (admittedly now suspect, but we didn’t know that at the time) alibi?

As for the hatpin? I’ve mailed it to you. I would advise looking at it under more scrutiny than you normally would; after all, since it’s covered in my dried blood, it may be a clue. Maybe you should test the blood found at the scene. I’m bumuming that another Hatpin was involved, since you obviously saw one lying around at the scene of the crime. In the confrontation beween me and Ebony, only one hatpin was involved.

Yeah, I would have came and delivered it in person, but you know. Policemen patrolling around your house, and all that. I don’t quite trust them not to execute me as soon as they get their hands on me. You know, after the whole ‘cop killing’ incident.