CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Due to the late hour, the subsequent meeting at the A1 was a small one. That was fine with Avery; she actually preferred it that way. At 1:10 in the morning, she sat at the head of the table with a cranky-looking Connelly to her left. O’Malley sat next to him, then there was Finley and then Ramirez at the end of the table. A few of the guys from Forensics were also in the building but they were hard at work in the lab, doing what they could to work with the Cambridge guys to come up with something—anything—that could provide a solid lead on the case.
The one bit of information they did have on the latest body had come from fingerprints. The girl’s name was Sophie Lentz. She was a nineteen-year-old Emerson College sophomore. A pair of officers were currently out on duty t
