CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The next stop for Riley, Bill, and Jake was the town of Denison. Riley took her turn driving there. She felt charged up and energized after her experience back at the Baylord Inn.
Jake’s right, she thought. I own this killer now.
And she was going to bring him to justice.
Or maybe not.
How could she be sure?
A case this cold presented challenges that Riley wasn’t used to. Fortunately, the criminal’s mind still seemed to be accessible after all these years. At least, if she wasn’t just misleading herself about her insight into him. She would keep going until she found out one way or the other.
Anyway, she and her colleagues weren’t going to finish solving it today. It was getting late in the day, and they had to drive back to Quantico after finishing their work in De
