Chapter 85
When we were seated, I explained, saying, “Mark, did you notice Kellerman’s reaction when I asked him about other fingerprints at the scene?”
“Well, he looked a tad nervous,” Mark said somewhat thoughtfully.
“He looked a damn sight more than a tad nervous. He looked to me like a kid who’d been caught with his fingers in the cookie jar.”
Mark said, “Aren’t you reading too much into too little?”
“No, I don’t think so. Anyway, I want to get my hands on the sergeant’s computer, or at least the hard drive from it.”
“How are you going to do that, and what good will it do?” Richard said.