Mark googled the local news on my laptop as we sat in the Golden Arches two days later, drinking inexpensive but excellent coffee and nibbling on breakfast burritos.
“Just as I thought,” he said. “Nothing there about the case.”
“They must have got tired of it by now,” I said, doodling with my wet finger on the side of my cup.
“No, the prosecutors called a media blackout and the media went home,” Mark said. “Too much publicity isn"t good for the eventual trial and it"s prejudicing the case.”
“They"ve already broadcast the case all over Canada and the US because it"s so macabre. Not everyone will be glad to see the media"s no longer involved, I expect. Lots of folks hang on every pukin" word and video footage of the murder sites. Whose idea was it for the blackout, Mark?”
“Mine,” he sai
