“This looks grainy,” Leigh said.

“The light’s crappy, I know,” C.J. admitted. “But I’ve been over it several times now. Only three people passed through this alley between four and nine p.m. yesterday, and none of them matches the description of the perp.”

“Wait, go back.” Leigh leaned forward and tapped the screen. “There’s that homeless guy.”

C.J. rewound the footage of one of the alley views.

“That’s Marvin,” C.J. said. “He’s not homeless. Just spends a lot of time on the streets. He does odd jobs for me.”

“He does?” Leigh looked at Javi, who shrugged.

C.J. glanced at her. “No criminal record, by the way. He’s just a little weird. Also, he doesn’t fit the description you gave police. Marvin’s shorter than you are.”

They resumed watching the footage.

“Okay, what about him?” Leigh asked as a bicycle zipped into the alley.

C.J. paused the video again. “That’s the delivery kid from the pizza place around the corner. He cuts through there a couple times.” C.J. zoomed in on the image. The person wore a dark hoodie and had an insulated box on the back of his bike for transporting pizza.

The video sped up again. After a while, a man appeared in the shot. He stopped beside the building.

Leigh leaned closer. “What’s he—oh.”

The man urinated against the wall and moved on. As the man emerged from the alley, C.J. halted the video and zoomed in.

“Too skinny.” She cleared her throat. “Whoever broke in here was big. And heavy.”

They continued watching. When the time stamp passed nine p.m., C.J. halted the video.

“I didn’t see the first part,” Leigh said. “Any sign of a black pickup truck?”

“No. Why?” Javi asked.

“I don’t know. I thought one might have followed me back here yesterday afternoon.”

Javi frowned. “Back from where?”

“I went out to the lake off Old Quarry Road. They had a team of divers there looking for a body.”

The furrow in Javi’s brow deepened.

“It might have been nothing.” Leigh checked her watch. “I need to get to work.” She nodded at C.J. “Thanks for your help with this. I assume you’re going to share that footage with the police?”

“Already did.”

“Thanks.”

Leigh went to her office, hesitating only slightly before stepping through the door. She set her purse on the desk and looked around. Everything was slightly out of place, just as it had been last night. But if there was anything missing, she hadn’t figured out what it was yet.