“HELLO AGAIN, JOE,” Nathan stepped into Joe’s office doorway.
“Nice to see you, Nathan,” Joe replied, extending a hand to greet him. “Thanks for coming. Have a seat. Want anything? Water? Coffee?”
“Absolutely. These days I seem to be living on coffee.”
“Right this way, then. I could use a fresh cup myself.”
A few minutes later they were settled back in Joe’s office.
“All right, here’s what I’ve got so far,” Joe began. “The first victim was Andi Taggert, a twenty-five-year-old graduate student at TCU. She was killed between two and four a.m. on January twenty-fifth. Her birthday is January twelfth.” He passed Nathan her case file and picked up Lily Turnbold’s.
Nathan scanned Andi’s folder, making notes, then nodded for Joe to continue.
The detective repeated his brief overview regard
