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Nathan is a prefect law-abiding citizen but I don’t think he did this job.  It is too sloppy for someone like Nathan.  I’d imagine Nathan would not leave a drop of evidence if he committed the crime.
    I don’t think he stole that artwork.
    All the clues are too obvious.  The DNA and the missing security footage make it too easy. 
    “There must be something,” I whisper as I flick through the pages.
    “Just let it go, would you?” David states from the other side of the table, “We’ve got the arrest and he’s going to court.  It’s time to let it go, Sarah.  You’re only still looking at this because you think he was hot.”
    “Something about this case doesn’t add up, David.  Why would a man who could afford anything steal a painting?”
    “Because the victim wouldn’t sell it.  The motive is clear.  Your billionaire wants everything but he couldn’t have that.  So he stole it.  Case closed Sarah.”
    “The case isn’t closed because we’ve got the wrong guy.”
    “You thought we had the right guy until you met him.”
    “But after I met him, I knew he was innocent.  My instincts told me loud and clear that he is innocent.  And when have my instincts been wrong before?”
    David sighs, “Never.”
    “I have to trust my instincts.”
    “This time, I think you’re wrong.  I think that you’re blinded by his handsome looks.  We’ve got the right guy, Sarah.  Just because the man is attractive, doesn’t mean he is innocent.  We’ve pinned it on him and he’s going down.  Don’t let your lust get in the way of good police work.”
    “You heard what the Captain said.  We have to be sure of this one.  And I’m not sure he did it.  We have to exhaust every possibility before the case makes it to court.”
    “We have exhausted every reasonable possibility.  Unless you want us to start investigating the possibility that aliens took the painting, and then chose Nathan at random to set him up and cover their tracks.  Yep, that could stand up in a courtroom but you may have trouble getting the expenses for a space rocket past the Captain,” David’s tone becomes sarcastic.
    “Tell me why you think he’s guilty,” I ignore his tone.
    “What?”
    “Tell me why you think he’s guilty,” I repeat slowly.
    “Because all the evidence points to him,” David sarcastically responds.
    “Sometimes, the most obvious clue is what we are missing.  Just take me through the case.”
    “Look, I don’t know what this billionaire said to you, but he’s guilty.  Plain and simple.  We’ve got his DNA at the crime scene, missing security footage from both the place of theft and the home of Nathan, and we’ve got a witness who places him there.  It doesn’t come much more cut and dry than that.”
    “The witness…”
    “What about the witness?”
    “That’s right - what do we know about the witness?”
    I search through the file that Nathan provided and there is a full page on the witness.
    This looks like our lead.
    “Um…” David reluctantly helps me out, “He works at a bookstore, lives downtown, studied art at MLA University, not married, no kids…”
    “Wait.”
    “What?”
    “He studied art at MLA University?”
    “Um…” David checks the file again, “Yep.  Majored in Visual Arts.  Graduated six years ago.”
    “Then he would know the value of the Vin Gang painting.”
    “Possibly.”
    “Bring a photo of the witness.  We’re going to visit the victim.”
     
     
     

 
    Chapter 9
     
    Interviewing the Victim
     

 
     
     
     
    “Hello again Mrs. Jackson,” I state as she welcomes us into her large apartment.
    “Tea?  Coffee?” the delicate lady asks.
    “No thank you.  But we would like to ask you a few more questions about the robbery.”
    “Certainly.”
    Mrs. Jackson is elderly and nearing the end of her time, but even though she would weigh less than 130 pounds, I would hate to meet her in a dark alley.  She looks like she has gotten