“She had to witness her own death…” Sabueso’s comment sounded tactless, but everyone knew it was true.
“You’re saying that there were no signs of fighting or violence. This doesn’t seem to be our person then,” Dózsavölgyi shook his head and got a tissue.
“We cannot yet confirm that there aren’t any signs of assault,” Kovacs interrupted again. “We will know when we get the expert’s report. The girl had clothes on. Her skirt was crumpled up, or crumpled up by someone.”
Laura aimed her look towards the floor. She was getting more and more upset by the unnecessary interjections from Kovacs.
“Why didn’t you mention this, Laura?” sniffled the colonel.
Instead of answering, Laura projected a new image onto the wall. In the photo was Carmen’s small apartment room with Nikolett in the bed, wea
