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Brady said, “One more time”

He reversed the video, hit Play We watched again

Then we kicked it around for a while, concluding that, based on our cout instinct, the science teacher was not a tea alone

That said, we’d all been wrong before

Did he do it?

No idea

Meeting over, Conklin and I headed out at high speed through Bayview, a gentrifying, mixed-use area that was once home to Candlestick Park, currently home to Connor Grant, our suspected mass murderer

I hardly spoke as Rich drove us toward Grant’s house on Ja with his devastated brothers We had tried to buck one another up, but it hadn’t worked Joe was still deep in the woods without a cohter would lose her father And I would never be able to forgivepeace with my husband while I had the chance

Conklin’s voice broke into ht”

Behind a thicket of law enforcement vehicles, positioned between two old cinder-block buildings and sitting far back on its lot, was a tidy blue wood-frame house hite trim

Conklin parked in the ine, there was a knock on the glass CSI director Charlie Clapper was standing between his car and ours, bending down to say hello

Clapper is a former Homicide cop and one of SFPD’s most valuable players As always, he ell dressed—jacket, no tie, his salt-and-pepper hair slicked back—and his expression showed that he was itching to getting into the house

The three of us stood in the sunshine as the bomb squad did their work, and we talked about the monstrous incident on Pier 15, the nu Joe I told Clapper that Joe was still in ahis own in the ICU

A door slammed and I looked toward the house to see three boear conaled a thumbs-up

“All clear,” said Clapper “Let’s go”