Logan's cell chirped just as they turned into a parking space at the funeral home and he pulled it from his pocket. The readout had the number of the sheriff's office displayed. There had been a voice mail from him but Logan hadn't had a chance to return the call yet.
"Tanner." He answered brusquely, figuring despite everything Danvers was calling to cancel the meeting. When he didn't hear anyone he said, "Hello? That you, Rance?"
"Yeah. It's me." The voice was slightly unsteady. Unusual for a man that hardly anything could ruffle. There was the rough sound of him clearing his throat. "I just went over all the files again. And I, uh, that is, I did some research on the Internet."
Now Logan knew why the man sounded so strained.
"Interesting reading, isn't it?"
"Interesting? I'd say it's enough to scare the shit out of anyone. Have you looked at the body yet?"