Chapter 17
“I have an ulterior motive for being here,” Steve said.
“I sort of figured.” Unfortunately, it was undoubtedly his wanting to talk about the murders and nothing more. I could deal.
“What our perp did to your house was full-out rage inspired. Whether it was a message for everyone, or just for you, is the question.”
I nodded. “So you want me to dig deep into my past and come up with someone who might have it in for me. I told you already, there isn’t anyone.”
Steve shook his head. “I know, and I don’t think it would tell us anything if there was. The more I go over what’s happened, the more certain I am that our perp is someone who lives on the Lane.”
“No way,” I protested.
“Think about it, Adam. He knew about you and Jake Wright. He had access to your keys, to get a copy made. He knew when you’d be gone long enough to trash your house. That smacks of someone close to you.”