Chapter EightThe cavernous interior of Walgreens yawned out in front of her, sterile and clean as if she were standing in the Worcester Precinct morgue. White flooring, aisles where shelving resembled dominos primed to fall, staff in blue for the registers and white for the pharmacy. It suited Clare's needs since she was able to remain relatively anonymous in such enormity.
She looked about, worried, until she found the target of her search. Jena Baxter had been the manager of Walgreen's since it had opened the year before. She also happened to be the victim of a robbery Clare had helped solve with forensic analysis of the perpetrator's DNA. A g**g of jewel thieves had been apprehended as a direct result and Jena's engagement ring, in time, returned. Clare had become friends with Jena and
