CHAPTER SEVEN
There was a great commotion at the site of the body’s discovery. About a half a mile before they arrived there, Rylie saw the orange, flag-adorned road signs, stating LITTER REMOVAL- NEXT 2 MILES. A bit after that, they came across a white school bus for the Wyoming Correctional Center, filled with inmates in orange jumpsuits who leered at them as they passed. Not far from that, they found a police car, an ambulance, as well as a number of uniformed people.
Lyons had accompanied them to the scene. When Rylie pulled behind the police car, Lyons was right behind her. The second she stepped out, he led her toward the crowd, breaking through.
“Listen up, guys. FBI agents, coming through!”
They all turned to look at them, and the crowd parted.
Lyons clapped an older man with
