Chapter Eighteen
After Riley and Bill spent another tedious day at headquarters, she felt the exhaustion creeping in. The pessimism. It was getting late, and it was about time to wrap things up. They had been in Phoenix since Saturday under the flimsy pretext that Nancy “Nanette” Holbrook’s murder might be the work of a serial killer. But with every passing hour, that seemed less likely. And if Nancy’s death had been a one-off, it was time for the FBI to turn things back over to the local police—and for Bill and Riley to head back to Quantico.
Of course, if Calvin Rabbe’s alibi didn’t hold up, she and Bill would have some reason to stay on the case. Riley hoped that that would get sorted out soon, one way or the other.
Riley felt tired and apprehensive when she walked into the computer
