Chapter 32

• The summer breeze caressed my skin as I stepped out of the car, a welcome respite from the oppressive heat that had plagued the city for weeks. I felt so much better today, and I hated that it was probably because of Elroy’s visit. The baby's energy wasn’t draining me the same way, and I could focus on the grim task at hand.
• We’d run out of paper evidence to review—it was time to talk to people.
• The Davis home was a simple one-story building, the brick clean and the lawn well-maintained. It was a perfectly ordinary house, filled with perfectly ordinary people, and I wished it could stay that way. Except it had already fallen apart.