OLIVIA’S POVI felt like a spy stuck in a lousy detective movie. Mrs. Grunt had pulled some strings and got us the CCTV recordings from 2 hours ago from the pub across the street. We managed to pull some strings and get ahold of the street light cameras too. "Whoever the intruder was, they were very keen to hide their face. None of these cameras captured him. He kept the hoodie on and he angled his face away from the camera, not even the shadow of the street light caught a percentage of his face. He’s almost a professional at being a ghost.’’ my mother-in-law and I stared at each other, then back at the screen in front of us. "Shouldn’t we go to the police with this evidence?’’"We should but they might end up turning this against Galen?’’ she sighed. "None of the detectives are going to understand that Galen is being blackmailed, they will simply assume that he is in partnership with the killer.’’“But what are we going to do?’’ I tried to hide my panic."We need to take care of t