Page 148 of Black Reign

Nothing identifying.

“She could have taken it from somewhere.”

“Wedding has white roses.”

“I noticed.”

“So she brought that for you.”

“I understand the implication.”

He leans closer.

“And she wore your jacket.”

I look at him.

Drew takes one step back.

“Just saying.”

My gaze returns to the collar.

Orange blossom.

Maybe not.

Could be deliberately transferred.

Could belong to another woman.

Everything is a clue.

Everything could be false.

That's Vesper.

Then Drew points toward the glass.

“At least you got DNA.”

“Yes.”

He grins.

“Finally got her.”

I don't share the confidence.

Vesper knows exactly what I can do with DNA.

She wouldn't leave saliva on crystal unless she had already considered every database I might search.

Which means one of two things.

Either she made a mistake.

Or she knows I'll find nothing.