THE SILENCE inside Moore Customs stretched for several long seconds.
Detective Ramos continued staring at the evidence container in his hands while Sophie's words lingered in the air. Around them, the activity inside the garage slowed noticeably. Even the forensic technicians seemed to pause, quietly waiting to see how the detective would respond.
Finally, Ramos let out a slow breath. “I've learned that criminals don't usually announce themselves,” he said, meeting Sophie's eyes. “The smart ones make someone else look guilty.”
Sophie gave a small nod. “Exactly.”
Matthew shifted his weight carefully. His shoulder had healed well enough that he no longer needed the sling, but Sophie still noticed the occasional stiffness whenever he moved too quickly.
“So where does that leave me?” he a
