"Plus, didn't you have a cousin he killed? Is her DNA not in this painting?"
'They probably haven't gotten to it yet... or perhaps he used her for another one of his works?' The painting from the auction suddenly flashed through Ivy Holden's mind. She called Bobby Yates and told him to find a way to interrogate Byron Holt's butler, find that specific painting, and have it tested for Leila Lane's DNA.
Bobby Yates had been looking for a breakthrough, so he acted on Ivy Holden's suggestion at once.
The results came in by dinnertime—the skin on the girl's body in the painting belonged to Leila Lane, and so did the irises of her eyes.
Hearing this, Ivy Holden immediately ran to the bathroom and threw up everything she had just eaten for dinner.
Jensen Morrison spoke into the speakerphone, "So, can we finally convict this great philanthropist of murder?"
