Chapter Eighteen
“Why does it feel like we’re always a step behind?” Leah asked of no one as she tugged her hair.
“We’re more than a step behind,” Anna grumbled, shoving papers across the desk so she could plop down on the corner.
“You’re looking at this from the wrong angle.” I shook my head, and suddenly five pairs of eyes were trained on me—unnerving, to say the least. “We have one thing the perp doesn’t.” I received several doubtful looks and more than a few frowny faces. ”Come on, guys—we still have one ace in the hole.”
Anna nodded, a small smirk forming at the corner of her mouth. “Decker.”
Leah joined in, her eyes bright as she used her hands to gesture while talking. “We need to share what we’ve learned from Blaze. Perhaps she’s come across something that can help us find wha
