CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
“This is Ellington.”
Hearing his voice through the phone was just as calming as his arm around her last night when she’d been unable to go back to sleep.
“Where are you right now?” she asked.
“I’m with Rising. We’re coming up in the location of Brian Dixon’s phone. It’s looking like we’re going to have to hike a bit out into the woods. How about you?”
“I got a potential address for our killer from the woman at Things Forgotten. I have confirmation that this address was given to her by a man who purchased several boxes of dolls and tea set items all in one fell swoop.”
“Mac…you can’t go somewhere like that by yourself.”
“I’ll be fine. She said he purchased the stuff nearly eight months ago. That, plus the fact that he’s on the run, makes me think he’s not going to
