Stevens strolled the neighborhood, content with his initial observations of the crime scene in Astoria. He had predicted correctly on the morning of the crime that the container in the middle of the warehouse held the clue. What he had not realized was the value of the clue.
‘Why Chicago?’ he formulated in his mind. The detailed background check and behavior analyses he had performed on Hannah and Tim gave no answer to the question he posed. None of them had ever visited Chicago. No relative of remote consanguinity resided in Chicago.
“Have a moment, Detective Stevens?” came a voice from behind.
The female detective who made the surprising beaver comment was directly behind. “I know a great Southern cooking joint just down the street,” she said. “Care to come along?”
Stevens p
