Thursday. Crime Scene. Brighton, United Kingdom.
THE SOUND OF MILES' feet crunching dead leaves as he slowly paced the length of the building was not a good sign.
This was not an area of town where people were likely to see or hear anything. After listening to Detective Davies account of the crime scene after his arrival, it was a wonder it had been reported at all. If it weren't for the delivery boy who'd found all the blood, Miles had to wonder if they'd known about the murder.
The forensics team was still there going over the place, but Miles wanted to have a look around before he headed inside.
The building was older and had been sold a number of times over the last ten years. It wasn't a large property. The storefront down below had been vacant for close to six months, a testament
