CHAPTER TEN
Rey leaned into the kitchen counter. “He’s getting overconfident.”
“Getting? He already was,” I responded drily. “What he is getting is outright cocky. I hope he’s not planning to do this daily.”
“Let him. The cockier he gets, the easier it’ll be to catch him.” She stepped onto the lanai to collect plates and cutlery.
“How’s that?” I asked when she returned.
“The more self-absorbed he gets, the more likely he’ll slip up.”
“Good point,” I conceded. “Let’s review what we learned to date and see if there are any similarities between the victims.”
“You mean discover something the police haven’t?” She pulled out two bottles of water from the fridge. “Speaking of, maybe you better call Hives.”
I accepted a bottle and left a voicemail when Ald didn’t pick up. I was just about
