Chapter 15
As he took in the dead minister and climbed down into the hidden cellar, Mark wondered whether other cops had such dark nights of the soul. Carmen and Elisha appeared neck deep in evidence, papers everywhere, cupboards wide open to reveal binders with names and files. The cellar felt like a dungeon under the house of a man who was supposed to have been of God.
“You find anything?” Billy Jo was standing off to the side, quiet and looking around, taking everything in again. He didn’t have a clue what she was thinking, and he wondered how much of what she was seeing stirred up everything in her that she had never made peace with. He was well aware of the demons she carried and the fear she struggled to overcome just to be with him.
“Pictures, records, notes going back decades,”
