Brandon took a perverse amount of satisfaction in watching Phillip sweating and pacing through the two way mirror of the interrogation room. Sam came up with a package in his hand. “I’ve got good news and bad news. Which do you want first?”
“Hit me with the worst news first. That way I have something to look forward to later on.”
“You got it, Boss. Patterson’s prints don’t match the one on Doc Morris’s undercarriage. Not only that, but the fire marshal says the fire was set between five-thirty and six o’clock. There’s no way Patterson could have started that fire because—”
“Because he was sitting in my living room at the time. Damn. What’s the good news?”
“Well, technically, we’ve got him on credit card fraud.” He held up the package he was carrying. “This is the surveillance tape from
