The Quiet Neighbor

Cynthia sits in her office, sipping her latte and reviewing one of her latest case files. Cynthia pushes down her gag reflex, refusing to throw up on the detective’s shoes. “Was there anyone else? Cynthia notices police tape angled from the white tent across the field and ending at Palomar Airport Road. She was hopeful that maybe, for some reason, her mom had finally left.