Chapter 677: The Crime Scene

Malcolm set down the phone, a troubled crease on his brow. He let out a sigh and said, "It's not like we don't understand. But in this case, we don't have a single lead. We cannot afford a single oversight. At this point, we're grasping at straws." Watching him, Felipe saw a man caught in a bind. Felipe quietly weighed Malcom's identity. From the way he spoke to the local police chief in a tone that brooked no argument, Malcolm had to be at least city-bureau rank. Yet if he was that high up, why...