“He’s totally a Thor,” Theo agreed.
“Not according to his card,” I pointed out.
“Thor can be his code name,” Theo decided.
“Why does he need a code name?”
Theo didn’t bother answering my question.
Jemma pressed the card into the palm of my hand and curled my fingers around it. “Keep that safe. We’ll come up with some information you can share. Hopefully you can meet with him in person. Privately.” She waggled her eyebrows.
“Why are you trying to set me up with every man under the age of forty?” I asked. “We don’t even know that he’s single.”
“No wedding ring, at least,” Theo said as she retrieved her laptop from the backpack hanging from the handles of her wheelchair.
Jemma gave her a nod of approval. “Always look for the ring.”
I crossed my arms. I seemed to be doing that a lot lately. “I’m actually perfectly fine without a man in my life.”
Jemma patted my knee. “Of course you are, hon, but a little spice in life is even better. And that cop is super spicy.”
Theo’s fingers flew over the keyboard of her laptop. “Maybewe’ll have better luck identifying the person of interest from the actual video footage.”
“Okay, but how can we get ahold of that?” I worried I might already know the answer. “I’m not breaking into Freddie’s office. Besides, the cops probably took his computer.”
Theo dismissed my concerns without glancing up. “All the footage is on the cloud.”
“Always look on the cloud,” Jemma said with a nod.
“Got it!” Theo turned her laptop so we could see the screen.
The date and time stamp on the footage from the lobby revealed that it was from right around the time of the murder. Sure enough, the person in the black hoodie strode into view carrying a bouquet of roses and disappeared off camera about four seconds later.
“How did you get that?” I demanded.
“Child’s play,” Theo said, offering no further explanation.
Maybe it was best if I didn’t know the details.
The figure walked back into view after about sixty seconds. Whoever it was, they dumped the bouquet of roses in the lobby’s trash can and jogged out of sight, heading deeper into the building again. The still Detective Callahan had shown us must have come from a point in the video after the mystery person got rid of the roses.
“The flowers,” I mused, mostly to myself. “Why suddenly dump them and take off like that?”
“The flower bearer didn’t run out of the building,” Jemma said. “So the intended recipient probably didn’t chase them away.”
“Maybe the flowers were for Freddie, but then…what?” My theory fizzled away before it gained any steam. I directed the next question at Theo. “Is there any footage of this person leaving the building later?”
Theo fast-forwarded through the video. I was the next person to appear. I found the roses, disappeared, and then returned to the lobby without the flowers. After I left through the front door, an elderly couple who lived on the ground floor entered and took thehall to the right, which led to their unit. A while later, Agnes entered the building. Soon after, Wyatt and I ran in through the main door, in response to Agnes’s scream.
“What about the back door?” Jemma asked.
Theo searched on her laptop but then shook her head. “Looks like that camera hasn’t been working for a while.”
“So, there’s no evidence that this mystery person left the building before the murder,” Jemma said.
“Which means they could very well be the killer.” Theo brought the first video clip up on the screen again.
“Could it be Rosario?” Jemma’s question was laced with doubt.
