The Case of the Unintended Witness

Previously

…He made his way back to the foyer, the diary and the folder of evidence secured in his coat. The uniformed officer was still there, looking bored. “I’m leaving now,” Andrew announced, his voice leaving no room for argument. “Seal this place. I want a full forensic sweep. And I want Zara Vance and Vincent Thorne brought in for questioning. Immediately.” As he stepped out into the crisp autumn air, the sun felt like a spotlight on his face. The Sterling enigma was beginning to unravel, but Andrew had a gnawing feeling that the most dangerous parts of the story were yet to be revealed. The chase had just begun.