Comparing the photograph of Ralph Morton against the surveillance footage obtained from two weeks before Carly Hawkins' murder, Gerard squinted his eyes to see if the two faces matched. "Okay, the time stamp says 5:45 AM," he pointed. "This is her morning jog. There she is running down Broadway. Not too much traffic, but a few cars driving by at a moderate speed." He leaned in closer. "There's that white car again."
"That could be anyone's white car," Jess said.
"True, but if the other surveillance videos show the same white car, I'm going to say he's been harassing her regularly, and making sure he's watching every move she makes. My instincts tell me she may have continued the relationship for a while, then broke it off because she felt guilty. Morton was hurting and decided to make her feel as bad as he does."
"But why wouldn't she have told someone? Like her sister?"