It Begins with One Murder – 3

3  Kaley sat stiffly in the plastic chair, the reception of the police station humming with quiet chaos, phones ringing, officers passing through, the scent of stale sweat and damp paper hanging in the air.  She looked up as Inspector Wamako entered the hall, his shirt damp from the rain outside. Without hesitation, she stood and walked toward him.  He…...