Detective Chen sat at her desk two weeks after Maya’s arrest, unable to shake the feeling that something was wrong.
The case was moving forward. The DA was preparing for trial. Maya Martinez was in county jail awaiting her court date. Everything was proceeding exactly as it should.
And yet.
Chen pulled up the case file for the hundredth time. Reviewed the evidence. The timeline. The security footage. The interviews.
Maya had been the last person with Andrea. That was true.
But everything else about the case felt wrong.
Chen’s phone rang. An unfamiliar number.
“Detective Chen.”
“Detective, this is Jennifer Walsh. I’m Maya Martinez’s attorney.”
Chen sat up straighter. “Ms. Walsh. What can I do for you?”
“I’m calling as a courtesy to let you know I’ll be filing several discovery req
