Thirty-Four
“I DID NOT SEE THIS coming.”
Helen laughs. “You mean the part where Leslie turns out to be the daughter of someone associated with a suspected serial killer?”
“Yes, that part,” I say. “So, what do you want to do?”
“I need to go talk to her, Tom. I know her father’s dead, but maybe she met Lester. Maybe she remembers something her father said about Lester. Wasn’t he in NCIS?”
“Yeah, she told me that when I interviewed her. But I didn’t think his name was Lawrence. I think she said his name was Jordan. And she never mentioned them living in the area, nor her mother not being around.”
“That’s odd.”
I stare out the window at the passing Maryland countryside and think about Lester, and Father Xavier, and SSM, and the mysterious LW and the letters he wrote, one of which includ
