She was asleep less than a dozen heartbeats later.
Chapter Nine
Investigation
Bank CEO John Lancer met them at the tiny sheriff"s office, which doubled as the post office. They had been told he had been the one who first discovered the chaos and mutilated bodies less than an hour after it was presumed the incident happened. Even now, when the stockily-built man greeted them and shook hands, it was clear that the incident was preying heavily on his mental stability. Poor guy probably hasn"t slept well since, Hawthorne thought.
"Glad you could make it," Lancer said sincerely. "Thank God this is totally out of my hands."
Hawthorne nodded. The moment suspicion had arose that a Breacher might have been responsible for the deaths, the agency had notified the officials, who had gladly handed
