As it happened, Andrew was in the middle of cleaning a wooden table when we arrived at his small shop. He'd converted part of their garage into his own space. Tidy but cluttered, stacked with old electronics, real wood furniture and a variety of tools, it reeked of the nasty concoction that had killed Thea.

"Katelyn told me you think it was murder." Whoops, I guess I'd failed to mention that to him though, in all fairness, I hadn't had absolute confirmation until after I ...