Channing frowned. “You think he was lying about living in Ogden?”
“No, the Ogden ref was casual. He dropped it when he was telling me tall tales about Mormons. Stories you only know if you live some place for a while.”
“Kent’s been in touch will police departments in Pendleton, Twin Falls, and Ogden. If there’s enough DNA on that cup to create a partial profile of Virgil, those PDs can try to match it to crime scene evidence from their unsolved cases.”
“I did everything you told me.” Winnie finished toweling Channing’s hair and prodded her to her feet. “Sterilized the cup. Touched only the handle. Didn’t breathe on the rim.”
Channing slipped the parcel into her handbag. “Soon as I get back to the center, I’ll call Kent to pick it up.”
“And he’ll use the DNA to frame Virgil?” Winnie as
