The florescent lights were giving me a headache, the pounding beginning to drown out rational thoughts as I stared at him across the table. One of his teeth appeared missing, recently lost.
His smile seemed somehow dark and frightening as he tilted his head and stared at me. I didn't need this, it was horrible. I knew it was him, I just needed something to get him to confess. Something concrete.
My phone beeped and as I read the message, my headache vanished.
"Forensics just found your tooth...."