A Gift Before Dying

His thoughts drifted to the portraits of the slain officers hanging in the police detachment, reminders of the fragility of life. It flashed again, illuminating the crime scene for a heartbeat. In truth, he’d pored over the report a dozen times, searching for a clue to her death that simply wasn’t there. When Felix finally drove off, Maliktu snuck out of the junked car and made his way to the front door.