CHAPTER THIRTY
Avery was studying the two letters that had come in while starting her morning with a proper cup of coffee. It was like drinking champagne compared to the gruel at the hospital. She did her best to focus, to put the trauma of the last twenty-four hours behind her. While her heart was still at the hospital with Ramirez, she also had a job to do. As she looked at the letters, rereading them over and over again for some sort of clue, a realization came to her.
The man I chased at the reservoir…it was definitely the killer. He wasn’t expecting anyone to find him there. There has been no note to tease the cops or to boast about what he had done to Carolyn Rodgers. That’s probably because my showing up at the reservoir threw him off of his game. And that could also mean he’s goi
