Chapter Thirty-OneTwenty-Seven Days After
At 7:30 a.m., Detective Stacey Gray parked the unmarked car directly across the street from Kelly Parson's house. Attempting to be as obvious as possible, she and Butler took a couple of extra minutes before getting slowly out of the car. They moved casually towards the house, and past Kevin Roper's car parked in the driveway. It was an overcast morning, unusually cold, portending the delay of spring's arrival.
Stacey was contemplating just how far out on limb she and Butler were about to go. They didn't have the authority to visit witnesses' homes, attempt to flip a suspect, or even interview witnesses. The case was the exclusive province of the FBI and they were going rogue—or even further rogue than they had been so far. She knew that they sho
