The next morning, a meeting is held to go over the security tapes and what Mr. Sharp’s team have found so far. The artist’s sketch has helped the team to produce some results, but it’s not what everyone was hoping for, clearly. Not nearly the kind of result anyone was expecting. I can almost see the disappointed looks on the detectives faces, and hear a few choice curse words whispered amongst them.
“He’s purposely avoiding looking at the camera,” I whispered to Raleigh. “He knows where they are.”
Of course he knows where they are, probably had the whole place mapped out and analysed. How else could he have carried out the previous murders, leaving only the clues he chose to leave and nothing else.
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