The man in handcuffs watched intently as the forensics team dug up the area he had led them to in exchange for a life sentence rather than the death penalty.
“We found something!” an investigator called out. She held up a dirty, rotting ballerina slipper from the little girl’s Halloween costume. Five years had passed since she disappeared from the neighborhood party at the rec center.
“We got her,” said Detective Castillo. “At least the family will have closure.”
Detective Harrison yanked the prisoner’s arm. “Come on, asshole.”
The suspect pulled away. “Wait!”
“I want to touch it,” he whispered.