Chapter 25I sit on the couch next to Lisa, and we clutch hands. Her eyes are red from crying and are filled with pain. Our living room is now a satellite operation for police agencies, and cops are all around us. Detective Landon sits across the coffee table, while the tech team hooks up recording and monitoring equipment. Detective Landon provides recollections about the initial threat to Kevin and Julia Walters to supplement the report that he prepared and that they are reviewing. Two FBI agents, Becky Sandoval and Greg Edmonds, review the notes they have taken.
“How tall?” Sandoval asks me.
“About five feet ten inches, I say.”
“And no other distinguishing features you can think of? No facial hair, moles, scars, anything distinctive?”
“Just those dark eyes. Almost sunken in.” I pause
