Chapter Six
Callan taped a picture of Melanie Erwin to his murder board. He had the McCloughans up there beside a writeup about their characteristics, too.
He didn’t know if Julian Wagner was involved but you never knew with politicians. If they could toy with the fate of a murdered eighteen-year-old, they were capable of anything.
The lastest piece of paper he’d printed was the list of firearms certificate holders. In the Highlands, the list ran long, especially with residents staying further out of town.
Once he taped everything on the board, Callan jotted down notes about the crime scene: the body, the two or three gunshots the witnesses had heard, and the exact distance from McCloughan’s house to where they’d found the body.
The property stretched over a hundred acres, but Erwin w
