Chapter 1
# Chapter One: Albert The rain hadn't stopped for three days. It fell in steady gray sheets over the city, washing the streets clean of everything except the truth that Albert Crane couldn't seem to escape. He stood in the doorway of apartment 4B, hands shoved deep in the pockets of his worn trench coat, watching the forensic team work. The body had been discovered at 6:47 a.m. by a neighbor who'd noticed the door ajar. By the time Albert arrived, the hallway already smelled of coffee, wet carpet, and something metallic that no amount of air freshener would ever mask. "Albert." Detective Rosa Mendez greeted him with a nod, her voice low and careful. "Glad you could make it." "You said it was him," Albert replied, not looking at her. "The same signature." Rosa didn't answer right away. She waited until they were alone near the kitchen, out of earshot of the younger officers. "It's him. Same knife, same method, same sick little ritual with the photographs arranged in a circle o...
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