Weary from a long day of no leads, I was hardly in the mood to take Mark’s suggestion, but I had a few of my own.

I quirked an eyebrow at him and said, “So?”

“So? What do you mean, so?”

“I mean ‘So’, Mark. So what? So he had a gun. So he had no alibi. So he had a flimsy motive. So fucking what. I’m telling you, he’s NOT THE GUY.” I slammed my palm onto the desk for emphasis.

Mark, unimpressed, said, “I’m bringing him in.”

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