CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
Weldon’s Drugstore had turned out to be just as big of a waste of time as Glory Baptist Church. While there was a decent drop from the back of the building to the pavement below, there were too many obstacles. To get to the third floor, a killer would have to break down a locked door to the second floor—a lock which Mackenzie had been forced to pick and had barely been able to get into at all.
Not only that, but when they had gotten to the third floor, the windows were boarded up and reinforced with some sort of wired screen.
When they left and headed back to the station, Mackenzie did not feel like she was having to resort to going back to square one. She did her best to see it as having eliminated two potential sites. On the way back to the station, Tate had called
