CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
During the drive to City Hall, Riley kept flashing back to the image of poor Katy Philbin’s body in that cornfield—battered, her mouth full of dirt, with bruises on her thighs …
The girl reminded her of April, of course. That was why Riley kept seeing this awful picture in her mind’s eye. Her own daughter had been endangered more than once because of Riley’s investigations. She couldn’t dismiss the memory of a murdered teenager because it stirred her personal terrors.
Riley tried again to drive the image from her mind, but she couldn’t make it go away.
She knew that wasn’t good.
She usually managed to keep her personal fears separated from her work. In fact, this one might not even be related to her job. It seemed quite possible that she and Jenn might go back to Qu
