zzing with chaotic energy until Leland Parris s

the room di

of glossy photographs and

olute, chilling indifference. Next to the photos was a printout of the server logs showing Mi

silent room. "Except one. The only person left alive with the anatomical knowledge to stage t

Leland by the lapels of his cheap suit and

snarled, his face inches from Leland

a couch, and she didn't shed a single tear. She wanted to cut her open right there. That

st, fully prepared to

doors of the pre

k of high heels echoed a

tailored black trench coat. Her posture was rigidl

t the staring detective

hands, pressing h

r voice dropping the temperature in the ro

ut he quickly recovered. He reached

land's wrist, pinning it to the hol

of her head, telling him to back down. She lowered he

s in the small room w

back didn't touch the rest. She lo

ustice stood in the corner, h

ed hammering her with questions, demanding her minut

n with terrifying precision.

e scene photo of Dana's purple, s

"You did this! You killed them

acial muscles remained completely paralyzed. The heart rate monitor strap

onitor in horror. "You

Leland with a gaze so intensely analytical i

y. "If I were the killer, I would never have left those I

d, resting her el

y wrong. This wasn't a serial ki

knew that look. Her brain was

for the last three years," Kylee demanded.

e table. "I am not fetching d

e and dialed the tech lab. "Alex, get me the Ha

She crossed her legs and looked

ee said. "I am going to solve your cl