CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
It was just shy of midnight when Avery parked on the street opposite the Boston Public Library, hardly believing where she was—that there could actually be a body in the center of Boston. There were only two other cars on the scene so far, which made Avery think Connelly was trying to keep this new body as quiet as possible. When she and Ramirez got out of the car, it was not the library that interested them, but the little stretch of land on the other side of the street. During most of the winter, this served as something of a makeshift artist’s space. As of late, it just so happened that the city was billing it as an ice sculpture park.
She spotted O’Malley and Finley right away. They were speaking with a tall man who looked very upset. They were the only three peopl
