Chapter 23
“It's possible she's telling the truth about the book. What did the librarian say?” Lacroix asks, after our regular morning meeting has ended and we're alone.
“Nobody remembers her borrowing the book. The surveillance footage isn't clear enough to show the book's cover.”
“Even if she read it, it doesn't prove she killed him. It was over three months ago. Why did she wait?”
I rub my eyes. “I don't know.”
“But you think she shot him?”
“We've gone back six months through his cases. Not one red herring. We're now going back a year. Like you said, why would someone wait that long?”
“We need evidence, something to present to the Crown so they can present it to the jury. That's how the penal system works. We find the bad guys—”
“Give me a break.”
“Pardon me?” Lacroix looks cal
