CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
As Harold and Dorothy Struthers approached, Jenn rushed away from Riley’s side and ran toward them, trying to persuade them not to come any closer. Harold stopped in his tracks and seemed to be trying to restrain his wife. But Dorothy pushed past both him and Jenn.
Riley stepped in front of Dorothy and grabbed her by the shoulders.
“You can’t be here,” she said. “What are you doing here?”
“The mayor called,” Dorothy said, sobbing. “Is it true? What he told me? It can’t be true! It can’t be her!”
Riley felt a flash of anger.
What did Mayor Daggett think he was doing, calling the girl’s parents at this point? Why couldn’t he wait at least until the body was in the morgue?
Of course, the answer was quite simple.
He’s a damned fool, Riley realized.
Dorothy was stru
