Detective Myron Baker awakened to the incessant ringing of his cell phone. After sleeping through so many calls the previous day, he had put his ringer on the highest volume setting. He groaned and rolled out of bed. The speed trap they'd set up the previous night had been a complete waste of time. They'd caught a few speeders, sure, and even a couple local kids street racing, but nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing that would explain the recent killings.
The detective's feet hit the floor and he fumbled his phone off the nightstand. The screen displayed a number he didn't recognize. For a moment he considered ignoring the call and going back to bed, but something made him swipe the green symbol on the screen and lift the device to his ear.
“This is Baker,” he said foggily.
“Detective
