Thirteen (Eddie Flynn #4)

by Steve Cavanagh

Guilt was a tattoo that weighed two hundred pounds. As long as I fought for those clients I believed in, I was slowly shedding that weight. It would take time.

The killer had folded a one-dollar bill to look like a butterfly and put it in Carl Tozer’s mouth.

Pure gut instinct that the bill in Carl’s mouth was the key to the whole damn case.