Cam was halfway to the small garage fridge to get the guy a bottle of water when he dropped the bomb about finding blood in the garage. His steps only faltered for a second before he continued, grabbed the water and returned to him, offering the bottle.

"Normally I'd say that's not uncommon. I can't count the times I've cut myself working on an engine, but it's rarely enough to leave blood behind. How much was there?"

He was almost afraid of the answer, even as he looked towards the garage itself.