CHAPTER ELEVEN
“I’m inclined to believe that the killer is that Gabriel Barna,” Stefan insisted with inflexibility, and the other inspectors and forensic technicians watched him with curiosity, which wasn’t something new.
Magda looked at him sideways. Stefan was a good investigator on his good days, but those were very far and in between.
Worse yet, he didn’t have too much of an imagination. He counted on the obvious, but not always what seemed obvious showed to an inspector the true when it came to apprehending a murderer.
“I understand,” Magda replied softly. “And we’ll be looking into that, of course,” she nodded to appease him.
“Are you sure that you’re willing to look in that direction?” Stefan asked dryly, and a scowl marred his face.
“What do you mean, Stefan?” Magda asked qui
