Fuller knew he hadn’t gotten enough sleep, so he tried to ignore the ringing phone, but whenever it went to voicemail, whoever it was just hung up and called back. He reached over to answer without checking the caller ID. “Yeah?”
“Fuller? It’s Coburn.”
His eyes snapped open, and his body shot up into a sitting position. “Coburn? What have you got for me?”
“I don’t think you’re going to like it,” she said.
“Please tell me you’ve got something to help us pin down this killer.”
There was a long hesitation on the other end, which didn’t inspire Fuller with hope. “I’m afraid not.”
“Well, get on with it, then.”
“As near as I can tell, whatever did this, wasn’t human.”
“Not human? Like an animal?”
“It’s possible, I guess,” Coburn said but Fuller could tell she didn’t sound convinced of i
