Chapter 29: Had My Suspicions
*Jack*
I marveled at how much evidence I had collected. At first glance, it looked like more than enough to crack a case. My large, wooden desk wasn't big enough for all of the folders and documents. The smooth surface was covered in pages. Several sheets of paper were pinned to the wall opposite me. I tried to put them in some semblance of order, hoping to connect dots that I might have missed.
I hated to think about it, but I was shocked that the case hadn't been closed yet. Months have gone by with hardly any real progress being made.
I felt like I was constantly going in circles with this case. Each time I found a new piece of evidence, or a new potential lead, I wound up back where I started.
It was maddening.
It wasn't just extremely frustrati
