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They’d taken Sean to spend the day with his grandmother, so he was out of harht with the promise of a half a dozen chocolate-chip cookies Savich looked up when one forensic teaent Savich, could you coent Sherlock"

They followed Toe, painfully hly polished they looked brand-new The laundry was large and utilitarian, lined with shelves filled with detergents, softeners, cleaning liquids, and stain reina’s use

Tommy pointed to piles of freshly washed and folded clothes "We’ll start out with pictures of everything in here before we start looking for blood on those clothes As you know, even washing can’t get out all the blood Nothing can We’ll go over the interior of the washer and drier with Luminol If anyone washed bloody clothes in this washer, we’ll find a trace I’ll tell you, I’ve got a feeling about this"

Savich did, too "We’ll have to hope he didn’t burn the clothes or dump them"

Tommy said, "We’ll check the clothes hampers, spray all the sinks and showers, see if anyone washed blood off theh to bury the clothes in the backyard, or even farther out in the woods, we can get that bloodhound, Bitsy, fro"

"Good, Touys; this was just et to it Coh another door to a large storage area with e, ski paraphernalia, and golf equipht switch, and ushered them in

"Would you take a look at this"

They were in the control roohly sophisticated surveillance system Noas a jumbled uts strewn on the tiled floor

Sherlock said, "Torn to shreds by very angry hands, not neatly uninstalled Look, there’s no dust where the computer sat This was done recently"

Savich said, "Systems like this one are typically motion-activated and store their audio and video on rewritable DVDs I don’t see any"

"They’re all gone," Tommy said, "and I’ve looked Maybe they’re hidden in the house; if so, we’ll find theed

Savich knew in his gut the disks weren’t here in the house What was on the room, where the Harts stood silent and still at opposite ends of the room Because Mrs Hart had finally realized her husband was a murderer? He said, "Mr Hart, where else in this house do you have cameras installed for your surveillance system?"

"What? You still think I spy on people who visit ent I told you when you were here before, the cameras are simply left over from the past owner When will your people be out of here?"

Savich said, "You seem to have torn the control center out pretty recently The rooe to push you to destroy your own systes? Where are the disks?"

Hart’s face suffused with color "I destroyed nothing! I know nothing about any recordings, any disks! My lawyer advisedI’ll say is this As I told you, the cameras were sis I have never recorded anything Indeed, I have not been in the control rooo there"

Savich didn’t believe him for a minute He knew Hart had ripped out the surveillance systee him so much to do it? His son had killed hiht; it had to do as on the ht to arrest Hart then and there, but he realized soht about the Bren Ten they’d found by Peter’s body Why would he have left the gun there? Hered arrow pointing to it

He said, "We’ll wait for your lawyer, then, Mr Hart"

Maestro, Virginia

Tuesday ht, when he saw one of Maestro’s half-dozen taxis pull in front of the hospital doors as he limped out on his cane An elderly ive the driver some cash