Maya felt herself wilt slightly as Detective Reuben Mendel's stern hazel eyes glanced from the two photographs on her dining room table to her. It was only for a second, as he thanked her for the glass of lemonade she placed before him, but his gaze was unnerving.
This was only the second time she had seen him smile since he arrived, something she found unsettling given the quantity of laugh lines clearly visible around his almond-shaped eyes. They told her he was a happy man, despite his reputation as one of the greatest homicide detectives in Mython. Yes, she had looked him up while she had excused herself to the kitchen to get them a drink. His stare was intense, stern in a way that would have even the innocent confessing their slightest misdemeanours.
She watched, hanging back just o
