Chapter 38

The next morning, Detective Jude left a massage for us to meet him in sharp’s office at the Hall Of Fame.

Something had comeback on the film.

In a sparsely decorated conference room, the museum’s security chief, Jude, and several members of the CPD Homicide staff sat facing a wide-screen video monitor on a walnut cabinet.

“At first,” sharp began self-importantly, “ we were just randomly going through the tape with members of the families, stopping on anyone who didn’t look familiar. Your sketch,” he turned to me, “helped narrow it down.”