When Tyler returned two hours later, she bombarded him with questions. “I’m on deadline,” he snapped and began pounding the keyboard. “Tyler, watch the attitude.” Maggie turned to see Joe leaning against the door to his office. “In case I need to remind you again, this is not the Washington Post. You’re not investigating Watergate and you’re neither Woodward nor Bernstein. You can take two minutes to tell Maggie – and me – what you found out at the courthouse.” “They’re releasing Kevin Mullins.” “We know the what. We need the why,” Joe commanded. “The ballistic report came back. It’s inconclusive.” “So, it wasn’t Kevin,” Maggie exclaimed. “I knew it.” “Not so fast,” Tyler cautioned. “It’s inconclusive. He could still be guilty.” “The police must not think so –” “Yes, they do,” Tyler inserted his ear buds. “He’s still their only suspect.” As five o’clock approached, Maggie visited the restroom in preparation for her departure.
