MODEL CITIZEN

Nothing.

Jake found nothing about him.

For usual suspects, this would give them a leeway, the you’re free to go speech. But not Jesse Harding.

It’s even more suspicious that he has no record, and not to be that guy, but someone like Jesse is the exact type of person you would expect to have at least broken the law once. He has never been arrested, even for something like shop lifting.

We have less than four hours to produce results and our only suspect is as clean as a whistle.

My fingers rake through my hair, eyes boring into the sheet of paper that contained a summary of his life.

An actual model citizen would be jealous of this.

Mave saunters inside, good timing. I cannot handle this alone, and I hate that it’s beyond me, the leader of the team cannot crack one suspect.

“He didn’t say anything?” he asks glancing sideways at the holding.

His brows tug together when he finds Jake quietly cleaning up our suspect. I am even more surprised to find my stomach churning at the si