CHAPTER SEVEN
As Chief Webster drove the police car out of Tunsboro, Riley felt her expectations rising. But she had to wonder …
Is it just me?
She’d seen no hint of interest in Agent Crivaro’s face. Now, sitting up front next to the chief, he actually looked bored.
Doesn’t Crivaro care about this case at all? Not even after dragging both of us this far across the whole country?
With a sigh, Riley settled into the back seat. She hoped her partner would perk up once they reached the crime scene.
Webster asked Crivaro, “That Harry Carnes fellow—the guy who called me—do you happen to know him?”
“A little,” Crivaro replied.
Riley realized that Crivaro didn’t want to admit that he and Riley had come out here as a personal favor for an old friend of his. It was probably just as well to l
