27“Property taxes list Louis and Elizabeth Tanner as the owners,” Maggie told Ganza.
He was studying a piece of carpeting the CSU techs had cut out from the trailer’s living room floor.
“Not the girl’s parents?” he asked without looking up.
“Katie called them Uncle Lou and Aunt Beth. We found her father in the river.”
“No I.D. in his pockets?”
“Could be at the bottom of the river.” In her mind she added, along with my wedding ring.
She took a break to stretch and ventured over to Ganza’s side of the counter.
“Did the techs recover any shoe prints?” Maggie asked.
“They said this was one of the best ones. I have three others.”
“Actual shoe prints?”
He gestured for her to take a look at the piece of carpet. He was right. The heel was from a shoe.
“I’m guessing all the bare foot pri
