Chapter 9

“Bri,” Raymond greeted, walking up to him. “Good timing, the M.E.’s been in about fifteen minutes, so they should have some more details for us.”

“Right,” Brian said, and walked alongside Raymond as they entered the building. “Any leads yet?”

“A couple.” Raymond flicked through his notepad. “I’ll walk you through it when we’re up there. Oh,” he stopped and placed a hand on Brian’s arm, “did Wilkes mention…?”

“Don’t eat breakfast?” Brian guessed. “Yeah. She told me.”

“Good.” Raymond nodded solemnly. “Or, not good, but you know what I mean. She wants us to move fast on this, before the press get wind of it. Last thing the department wants is another copycat killer on the loose.”

“Last thing any of us wants,” Brian agreed, as they both ducked under the police tape at the crime scene. “Okay, what we got?”

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