Keely sat on the sofa eying the three of them curiously. “What is wrong with you?”
Jolie started, “Keely, remember when I said the guys were going through the video of Val’s place from when he took me?”
“Yes. You said he shut it off the night before he died.”
“Right.” She nodded. “I didn’t clarify for you how long he had the cameras going.”
Keely’s head shot up and she looked around the room. “What?”
“Years. Almost back to the time he first took the condo as his own place.” Malik said as he sat on the edge of the desk.
Brix spoke quietly from the chair where he was sitting near Keely, “we’ve been going backwards in time.”
“You saw,” she exhaled a shaky breath. “I didn’t know he had cameras but you saw, didn’t you. You saw what they did.”
“No,” Malik denied it outright. “One of the
