Officer Sarah Clark sat at her desk, staring at the closed folder in front of her, her jaw so tight she could feel the muscle jumping beneath her skin. The interview with Liam Carr had gone exactly as she'd expected, which was precisely the problem. She had hoped he would slip and say something. But he’d been perfect. Too perfect, with the right amount of shock, the right amount of concern, the right amount of contrition mixed with righteous indignation. Every word carefully chosen, every ...