CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
As she drove toward the police station, Riley realized that she was getting increasingly unsettled by the town of Angier. She had the uneasy feeling that evil encroached on her from all sides of these perfectly ordinary-looking streets. She kept telling herself that was just because of the interview with the sadistic piano teacher.
Earlier she’d gotten used to thinking of Angier as a small rural community. But as she and Jenn drove past blocks and blocks of similar houses, she reminded herself that it wasn’t as small as it seemed. With a population of about 25,000, it was as large as Fredericksburg, where Riley lived. But this town had an overall sameness of style. It didn’t include well-preserved historic districts or modern malls. The only unkempt area she had seen
