Human blood smells like rust and is dark red.
The blood on the fruit knife had already coagulated, but the color was a brighter red, and the smell was strongly metallic.
This was clearly chicken blood.
Barry Quinn had been on countless missions, nearly all of them involving blood. He was an expert at telling the difference between human and animal blood.
"No wonder you didn't want me to say anything. You were afraid the crowd would hear that we didn't catch the real killer and start to panic." Zoe Sawyer tapped her forehead, finally understanding why Sean Hughes had told her to keep quiet.
Heath Hale stared at the gagged man. His face seemed calm, but his eyes were filled with panic and bewilderment.
But in all his years on the job, he'd seen cases where the culprit played the panicked, innocent victim from start to finish, only to be unmasked in a final twist.
So, based on that alone, Heath Hale couldn't be sure if the man was innocent.
