Jimmy turned, first to Serena then to Barone, who came up beside him.
“Someone want to fill me in on the details?”
“Ms. Carson says she came home about an hour ago, and this is what she found.”
“Serena, is that what you told the detectives?”
She was quiet still, merely nodded. For someone who had called him not forty minutes before with her petulant, urgent tone, she’d grown oddly silent. Had shock set in, or was it an act meant to deflect and diffuse the cops?
“She’s been advised of her rights,” Larry Dean said, joining them. “She hasn’t said a word since.”
“What? You think she did this?” Jimmy asked.
“Unlike the last victim, this one was found inside her home. How did he gain access?”
“They were dating,” Jimmy said. “Perhaps she stepped out, left him here. He unknowingly admitted
