On Sunday, the investigation into Tanalynn Snyder’s murder seemed to stall. Warren had put together everything they needed to get the warrants, Zeke Howard had contacted a county attorney about getting the warrant pushed through, and they’d managed get a judge to sign them late Saturday. Now Warren was stuck trying to get information out of phone and tech companies when it seemed no-one who knew how to get the information they were looking for could be found. The morning had been a series of fruitless phone calls that left Warren more frustrated than hopeful.
“You ready for something else?” Brian Cooley sauntered up beside the desk where Warren was ready to start pulling out his hair.
“I’m ready for anything that’s not another desk jockey who can’t do what we need and doesn’t know who ca
