“No,” he said. “It appears that whoever broke the window took whatever they used with them.”
“Sheriff, over here.” The young deputy from the front door was standing by the broken window. “Looks like blood.”
“Oh, that’s good, right?” I said hurrying over. “You can type it and run it through CODIS to find a match.”
“Slow down there, Castle,” Tuck said with a shake of his head. “You didn’t touch the window, did you?” he asked turned toward Tiffany.
“No, of course not. Why would I touch the window?” Her voice was squeaky. “I didn’t want to get cut, I mean.”
I stared at the woman. She was clearly on edge, but then, it’s possible she was just uneasy because of the police presence. Some people really didn’t like cops.
“Okay. Did you see anything else?” Tuck took a step closer to Tiffany, an
