CHAPTER FIFTEEN
As she stood next to the barbed wire fence, Riley began to feel as though a deep and fearful darkness was closing around her. Although it was still mid-afternoon, it was easy to imagine how the place must have looked at night, when the killer had brought Hope Nelson’s body to this out-of-the-way place. She shuddered slightly at the image that was forming in her mind.
Crivaro touched her on the shoulder and said …
“You know what to do.”
Riley nodded. She did know exactly what she had to do next.
During the other times they’d worked together, Crivaro had discovered that they shared an unusual ability. They could sometimes tap into an earlier event and sometimes actually learn what a killer had felt and done. It was a gut sensation, a combination of perception, intuition,
