Chapter 6
Friday and Saturday it seemed as if everyone and their mother were having car problems they needed fixed as soon as possible because they had weekend plans. By the end of the day all Mika wanted to do was take a long, hot shower to get rid of the aches from bending over engines or working underneath car chassis, and then eat and collapse with a good book. As far as he was concerned, thinking about anything relating to the murders wasn’t happening.
“It like I’m brain dead when it comes to that,” he told Buck when he called him Saturday evening right before going to bed.
“Maybe it’s your mind telling you that you need a break,” Buck replied. “It’s all you’ve been thinking about since it happened.”
“Yeah, I guess.”
He knew he sounded doubtful because Buck replied, “Take my word
