CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
For a few moments, Agent Jake Crivaro stood looking at the frightened young woman wondering …
Am I making a big mistake here?
Maybe he was wrong about her. Maybe she didn’t have that rare intuition possessed by only a tiny handful of profilers—including himself. But Jake’s own gut feelings told him otherwise. Her descriptions of her experiences had sounded extraordinarily real.
Besides, Dexter Zimmerman obviously sensed the same talent in her, and he was a certified genius when it came to this sort of thing. He had written about this ability of certain individuals to get inside the mind of a criminal.
Most important, her insights just might be a shortcut to nailing the killer. Jake knew that the local cops already had a guy in custody, and maybe the girl could help
