CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Maybe it was the stress and frustration of what was going on with Ellington, or perhaps it had something to do with feeling that the case was beginning to get away from her, but when Mackenzie got back to the motel she wished she had downed a few more beers at Road Runner’s. If nothing else, it might help her to sleep easier.
She set up her laptop, knowing that there was very little she could do. She had a few people back in DC doing background work, trying to find links between all of the suicide victims but really homing in on Kenny Skinner and Malory Thomas. There was nothing much she could do on her end until tomorrow morning when she met with Sheriff Tate and Deputy Andrews.
She climbed into bed just past eleven but knew right away that she would not be falling asle
