In the dark, they both lay there quietly, enjoying the rare stillness.

After a while, Tristan frowned, his voice laced with frustration. "There's still nothing new on Ava's case. It's like the killer's playing games with us—kills her, dumps the body, and disappears without a trace. The cops are stumped too."

Nova sighed softly, having expected as much. "Tough case, huh?"

Tristan nodded. "Yeah."

Nova thought about it and said, "The killer's method was too clean, left ...