“I don’t know. That’s all we got so far. I’m sure the fuzz knows more.”
Hank sped along the highway, and they could see a plethora of emergency vehicles ahead.
“All this over a single shoe?”
“Do you blame them? With the Boulevard Killer still on the loose, any oddity that could involve any kind of hooker sends the authorities into panic mode.”
Hank eased the vehicle off the blacktop and onto the desert sand. He kept the car moving forward at a slow pace to maintain momentum and to not get stuck in the loose sand. “Even if this has nothing to do with the killer, I’ll have Dougie tag this story with a headline linking him to it. Nothing sells papers better than injecting fear into the readers. The scarier this serial-killer degenerate appears, the more the masses will want to know about
