Chapter 2Noah awakened in the middle of the night, his body twisting in the sheets, as restless as his mind. There were so many details swirling around him, not least among them Roy Hatcher’s warning to him yesterday. At least the chief hadn’t impulsively arrested him, as he’d done with Demetri. The same judge would have thrown out the case for the same reason.
Lack of evidence.
But that didn’t mean the suspicion wouldn’t linger.
Still, the chief’s inept police work wasn’t anything Noah could focus on, not when the start of a new week—and a new job—was fast approaching. What consumed his dreams was the new life dawning before his eyes, he ironically thinking of it as a rebirth. This, in the face of two brutal and senseless murders. But those had nothing to do with him, he was convinced.
