Guns And Roses
“the responding officer, Sampson, told me as I approached. It was officially Tuesday morning: 12:02 a.m.I recognized Sampson from the station, but never worked a case with him. “We found her purse over there.” He gestured toward the Dumpster near where the alley and walkway intersected. He handed me her California driver’s license. Ashley was twenty-four, five feet five inches tall, one hundred ten pounds, blond hair and blue eyes.Pretty and blond, just the way Greg Keller—a.k.a. “the River City... Rapist”—liked his prey.I stuffed my hands back into the pockets of my wool coat. The fog had thickened after the sunset, penetrating my bones. The fog layer was supposed to keep the rain away, but the ground had been wet after a week of this unending dreariness. Usually, I liked the gray; tonight it was simply depressing.“Why are we still in the alley?”“Ms. Young started to panic when I suggested we go to the car. My partner fetched the blanket for her.” His tone was a bit defensive.MoreLess
Read book Guns And Roses for free
Write Review:
Guest
Read Also
9 / 10
User Reviews: