Doubt, in his position, was a luxury that could destroy a person, and so he had trained himself out of it, mostly.

But Elena’s case had never sat comfortably inside that shell.

He could not have told you exactly why, and this bothered him, because Mitchell was a man who liked his reasons clean and his conclusions supported.

The evidence against her was strong; he had read the file more than once and found no crack in it that a court had not already examined and dismissed.

And yet.