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“That was a little too close for comfort,” I said, sipping coffee in Carrie’s office. I still felt a little shaky.
“I owe the DA big-time,” Carrie said, topping off our cups. She stuck a chocolate stick into her coffee. “My reward,” she said when I flashed her a curious look.
“You deserve much more.”
“The ultimate reward will be not having to go to trial to defend you.”
“Amen to that.” After several gulps of coffee, I said, “Let’s take a look at what we know and what we don’t know.” I rubbed my face that was still prickly from anxiety. “We know there’s a killer out there and most likely we won’t get a lot of help from law enforcement since I have been arrested. If the killer isn’t found I can go to prison.”
“Yes and no,” Carrie said, seemingly enjoying her chocolate coffee. “We mi
