Mulrooney closed his office door and dropped into his chair. When he grabbed the file on the Connolly case, he spotted three sticky notes bearing Killackey"s bold print. The first simply said, NO I.D. ON SKINFLINT. He and Clarke had run every possible variation of the name Skinflint. They had tried Skinfold, Skintight, and even Clarke"s creative contributions of Skingraft and Foreskin. Nothing had come up in the computers or on the streets.
Mulrooney glanced at another note: CALL OFFICER KATE AXBERG FOR A GOOD TIME. He grinned and read the last message: CALL DR. PETERSON AT DEPT OF ANTHROPOLOGY, CAL STATE ASAP!
Mulrooney dialed the numbers and waited for Peterson to pick up. “Doc, it"s Mulrooney,” he said when Peterson came on the line. “You got something?”
“Sure do, Tim. Interesting we
