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the bullets from the scene. Some did not even hit the victim. What I think is the first bullet fired had some DNA that did not match either of them. When I put it in the system, it came back to Jenny. Her murder was up close and personal, so that makes sense there would be blood or possibly some skin cells at least on the barrel. I tested a few other bullets that they found at the Wiki Mart. There are two others with DNA, but each one had a little bit less on it.”
    “Meaning?” Cat asked.
    “It means that I can give the detectives an outline on which bullet was shot first,” she said. “I have a feeling this was not premeditated.”
    “What addict premeditates anything but their next hit?” Cat asked. “It’s still murder.”
    “But all these years later, the gun was used in a robbery. No other hit off of it since,” Graeme said.
    She could tell from the tone of his voice that he was already thinking about the implications.
    “Right.”
    “Wait,” Adam said. “Are you saying that this is connected to the Wiki Mart killing?”
    “Yes,” Charity said. “Tested the bullet myself. First description is a young male, probably in his twenties, so if that holds, this kid has nothing to do with a murder from almost thirty years ago. The grainy video wasn’t that great, but he still looked young.”
    “So, somehow this kid gets hold of that gun and uses it to rob then kill Joe Alana,” Graeme murmured.
    “But if the person who killed Jenny all those years ago decided to hold onto it, or hide it, how did this loser come across it?” Cat asked.
    “Especially if he’s been tweaking out for a few days,” Adam said. “I don’t see a junkie holding onto a weapon and not selling it off for cash.”
    Elle nodded and looked up from the report. There was really only one explanation. Her gaze locked with Graeme’s. Cold seeped into her, as everything seemed to fall into place.
    “So, if he didn’t hold onto it, he found it,” Del said.
    “Or,” McGregor said, his voice filled with grim determination, “our current perp might just know who the killer of Jenny was all those years ago.”
    “And if he does, we need to find this guy…alive,” Del added.
    “We have another issue here,” McGregor said. “We need to keep a lid on the fact that this gun is linked to another murder.”
    “Wouldn’t it be better to put it out there? We might be able to stir up some memories, get someone to come forward,” Cat said.”
    “No. If we stir up memories, we might put this bastard’s life in jeopardy. I hate to admit it—other than the bullet that was left in Jenny, he is our only link to the killer,” Del said. “And we need to make sure we get the bastard here, in custody, before the owner of the gun realizes we have a connection to it through our perp.”
    “Because if he is going to kill a little girl years ago, he won’t think twice about killing a tweaked out junkie who killed a beloved store owner,” Elle said. “You’re right. We can’t tell anyone.”
    Del met her gaze and nodded. He knew she didn’t like being pitted against the police, not after what had happened in England. The apology that she read in his expression was enough to tell her it couldn’t be helped.
    “I do have a connection to the old ME, who should have been working here around that time. I might be able to get info about the case under the table, so to speak,” she said. “He won’t talk.”
    “Good,” Del said. “Let’s start digging into the files, but we have to do it quietly at the moment. Don’t go through official channels just yet.”
    She frowned. “I can’t start building a forensic profile of the killer without the official documents. But I can say I am working on an article on unsolved cases.”
    “That will fly with him?” McGregor asked.
    She didn’t bristle like she had when they’d first met. She had learned that his questions had more to do with curiosity than doubting her abilities.
    “Yes.