CHAPTER THIRTY
Back at the station, the atmosphere had a tension that made Mackenzie feel like there was a bomb somewhere in the building and it might go off at any moment. In addition to the storage unit killer, there were also several cops tied up in a heroin bust that was going down later that night. Word of Ellington’s near-death experience had made the rounds and most of the officers in the building were looking at him with something close to reverence.
When they entered the conference room, Rising was there with the two officers who had assisted him the previous day: Dentry and Willard. Dentry was on the phone, huddled in the corner of the room. Based on the bits of conversation Mackenzie was picking up, she was speaking to someone with forensics.
“Any luck on your end?” Rising as
