Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Jeremy's pov

"Did you get my coffee?"

I raised my head from my computer after a few seconds of not getting an answer from Aaron. I looked at him, and he had that annoying smirk on his face.

"Can you not joke around?" "I really need the coffee."

He dropped the coffee on my desk and shrugged.

Then he turned and left. Heaven knows what his problem is, but I'll take care of whatever it is later. I have work to do.

Speaking of work, I've been staring at all the files in front of me for the past few minutes. These were evidence against Carrie's boyfriend. Everything was as clear as day, but something was still off.

"Hey Jeremy, you might want to see this."

I got up lazily and walked up to where Xavier, someone I work with, sat in front of his laptop. There were photos from the crime scene that I hadn't actually taken time to study.

"Look, Jeremy, there's a wine glass at the table, and there's an empty bottle of Rittenhouse Rye." According to all her medical records, she's not an a