33. MEGHAN

Salt Lake Valley, Utah

Now

My fingerprint was a ninety-eight percent match.

When we got the news, Domanska's office turned into a hive of activity.

The warrant for his arrest by the state of Utah was secured in less than two hours. Domanska's assistant arranged for an agency assist from Officer Kittleson in Idaho to make the arrest.

Early the next morning, I was riding shotgun on the way to Idaho to find him—which wasn't going to be as easy as it should have been, since the car had already been released out of impound.

Detective Kittleson insisted they'd let him walk out of the impound lot because they had nothing concrete to hold him in Idaho. No evidence to connect him to the murder that had prompted Ken to call in after seeing that KTVD article.

Not yet.

But now that we had physical evidence that I'd been in his car, we could get a warrant to search his house. His computer. His online activities.

Which meant they were finally going to find not just James Carson but Jimmy Carlson—and whoever else he had been over the years.