Cory reread the coroner"s report with a deep remorse for Christy Lang. It always amazed him how clinical the reports were when describing such graphic and horrific destruction to the body. The other file described where she grew up, and all of her accomplishments achieved in the short thirty-one years of her life. Reading the details about her life left him angry and determined to find who did this to her and Chelsea. He had been warned in the past about taking cases to heart, but this was on his turf now, and he wouldn"t rest until they found this maniac.
He heard the outer office door open and spotted John walking in with coffee. “How is it, John, that you are able to read my mind?”
John shrugged and set the coffee on Cory"s desk. “I guess it"s become habit. Is that the report on Chris
