Looking For Evidence

Lin & Associates’ office was so small, Kieran and I had to crab-walk to squeeze inside. Understandably, there was only one chair—for Lin himself. The only other piece of furniture was the ceiling fan. No file cabinets and no mahogany desk like the type I saw on detective drama. ‘This is my office for private investigative work,’ Lin said by way of explanation. ‘My law office is in another building downtown.’ We shook hands and exchanged names. After the obligatory small talk, Kieran went straight to the point. He produced pictures of Sarah, Rainey, and the girl Mia, then explained the situation, beginning with Kenneth’s death and ending with the attempted assault on us in the alley last night. Kieran shared his suspicion with Lin—Rainey was behind the assault. But the lawyer/part-time PI was more cautious. ‘I don’t like jumping to conclusions,’ he said. ‘One thing I’ve learned in my line of work, the truth can sometimes be more bizarre than what you imagined. It’s natural for you to as