Amber let the silence stretch uncomfortably before she continued. “Now, we have something else to show you.” She slid the sheet of soft copy square to Heath and tapped it. It flashed, and then showed a still from the recording … Continue reading →

We waited another half an hour before the technicians had our last piece of forensic evidence ready: the revolver the uniforms had found in the alley was a match for the bullet that had killed McKenzie, and it had been … Continue reading →

In the hall, I fit my comm to my ear and called Amber. “Sam,” she said, right as she picked up. “We have excellent news. My friend in University Park found the dealer who sold the weapon we found. The … Continue reading →

I made a note of it. It fit the timeline on which I still suspected McKenzie had gone murderously vengeful. I had no doubt Amber would have more questions on the topic of McKenzie, so I turned to the next … Continue reading →

For a moment, I thought she might get up and walk out, so desperately did she stare at the door, but after a moment, a marked change came over her. She sat straighter, stopped drumming her fingers, and looked me … Continue reading →

The desk sergeant gave me the file and the interview room number, and mentioned that Heath had been moved to a waiting room. I stopped there on my way and took a quick look in through the window in the … Continue reading →

“Good. Lieutenant Li just rang; they ran ballistic tests on our recovered revolver, and it was not the weapon that killed Abbot McKenzie. She thinks it may have been the same model, though. Either way, it seemed to me that … Continue reading →

“His death bears all the hallmarks of an intelligent man’s last frame job. There is an obvious target in Heath. There is a clear motive for the man being framed—Heath discovers that he is being framed, and the police laugh … Continue reading →