CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
After calling Ralph Underwood back, Mackenzie was able to get the address for a Mark Riley in Seattle. The address, of course, was very different from the one Detective Hall had provided. A quick check of the Salem, Oregon, address revealed that the address had not been viable for more than two years. It was, in fact, an apartment in a building that had been condemned last year.
“You think we’ll find another abandoned place when we follow this up?” Deputy Rising asked Mackenzie as he headed out of the station with her and Ellington.
“I don’t know. Probably. This guy covers his tracks pretty damn good. It seems strange that he’d overlook something as stupid as freely giving his name in two different locations.”
“We’ll know who Mark Riley is within fifteen minutes,” Ris
