I have conclusive proof. I did everything correctly. By employing my acute deductive reasoning skills in addition to the fact you had motive, opportunity and the forensic evidence, your fingerprints, were found all over the site, I am 99.9999% sure you are the perp! Show me your hands, get down on the ground and put your arms behind your back. I can’t make any promises but if you give up ever being able to clear your name and confess, I’ll speak to the A.D.A. on the case and see if she’ll go easy on you (There’s a pretty good chance she will say yes as I am doing her regularly and that’s nothing she wants to end as I am quite skilled in the ways of love).
On another note, Linda thinks I might be watching too many police procedural dramas on Television. Is that even possible? Can you have too much of a good thing?