*Brielle’s POV*

I half expected myself to be mentally drained after my conversation earlier with Jonathan, but I do not. Instead, I feel invigoration pumping through my veins. Determination keeps me focused on the task at hand as my body takes on an autopilot roll as I drive to Vincent Borrelli’s house – the crime scene.

I still cannot believe that he is dead. More importantly, I can’t believe that Jonathan and I were pretty much right there just outside his home when ...