CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
Riley was still badly shaken from the troubling conversation she’d just had with Mike Nevins. She sat silently in the passenger seat as Bill drove the SUV through Sattler toward the address they’d been given for the witness. She was glad that Jenn, in the back seat, wasn’t asking any questions right now.
Riley was wondering if calling Mike had been such a good idea after all. She certainly hadn’t expected to be psychoanalyzed.
She remembered something he’d said …
“What we’ve been doing is profiling you.”
The very idea made her terribly uneasy.
She had no doubt that their conversation had provoked some valuable insights into her own psyche. It had also disturbed her deeply. Was looking inward something she really ought to be doing while working on a murder case—espe
