Chapter 17Late the next morning, I crashed the Wharton County Sheriff's Office to discuss the investigation. I'd been trying for an hour to convince April of the killer's identity. While pointing to a photo of the person I'd grown convinced was guilty, I stressed, “That's who we should focus on. Everything leads me back to the same place. This might be our only opportunity to lure the killer out of hiding. What other plan do you have?” I urged April to lend my idea more consideration before refusing to give it a chance.
Connor grunted, leaning in April's direction. “I hate to admit it, boss, but Kellan might be right. We're no closer to solving Ian O'Malley's murder from fifty years ago or Prudence Garibaldi Grey's murder from several days ago. Let's walk through all the suspects one more
