Monday — 5:12 p.m.
True's POV
“Velasco's our strongest suspect. Now we need something that'll hold up in court.”
I stood beside Cyber in Church, reviewing the photographs Commander Perez had transmitted from Mexico.
Esteban and Isabel Reyes.
Both murdered.
Both displayed beneath a banner declaring that nobody hurt Santiago's beloved.
Ava had recognized the wording immediately.
And Morgan had confirmed Santiago's obsession with her in Colombia.
The problem wasn't figuring out who we suspected.
It was proving the bastard had ordered the murders.
Trident stood behind me, his hand resting against my lower back.
“What are we looking for, Sweetcakes?”
“Something connecting Velasco to the warehouse.”
Morgan leaned against the table.
“Perez is reviewing traffic cameras.”
“And Colli
