Chapter 57
First thing in the morning, Mac walked from her house into the garage. Her phone chimed with a text. She paused before looking at it, fearing it would say Evan had killed again. When she did look at the screen, her stomach dropped.
She had to report to Lieutenant Miller as soon as she arrived at the office. She had a strong suspicion about the meeting topic, and she wasn’t happy.
Mac felt exhausted. The daily increases in her feelings of failure kept her awake at night.
She backed her car out of the garage and headed directly to work, wanting to get this meeting over with.
Walking into the midtown detective bureau, she knocked on her supervisor’s door and stepped inside. “Morning, Lieutenant,” she said.
“Take a seat, Mac.”
She sat, and he continued, “I got a call from Chi
