The camp’s groundskeeper—Jerry Whittaker—was nowhere to be found to provide the keys and maps of the camp. Lynn and two deputies—including Tara—spent the time waiting for him to unlock the cabins, checking out the area around them. Lynn had them all wear gloves and plastic booties over their shoes, and made sure they weren’t trampling any potential evidence as they did so.
But apart from a few cigarette butts, a sandwich wrapper and drops of what looked like blood on a pile of freshly fallen leaves, they found nothing even remotely resembling a crime scene of the kind Shanna’s murder would’ve produced. Lynn looked inside the abandoned cabins through holes in the wooden shutters on the windows and found no reason to believe a person had bled to death in any of them.
The thick clouds that
