Chapter 18
Mark hated not being in control, sitting in the back seat of a four by four driven by his deputy, while Carmen was in the passenger seat. He could just make out a big house, two stories, with a car covered in snow parked out front.
“Carmen,” Elisha said, “you sure you don’t want me to go back to the minister’s and secure the evidence? I can load it in my SUV and take it in as soon as we’re done here.”
Carmen shook her head. “No, I’ve got it.”
“You put the files in your trunk?” Elisha asked. Mark knew the sheriff’s cruiser Carmen had driven was now stuck in the snow.
“Locked in the lockbox,” Carmen said. “I’ll go back for the rest and get a tow and a plow to get my car out after we finish here. You sure this is where Dr. Kolter lives?”
Mark was listening to the back and for
