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Chapter44
AS CLAIRE SAID, we were piecing our killer together, step by step. His height, his face, his fetishes. The way he murdered. Now I had to figure out how he was tracking his victims. Raleigh and I were going full force on the travel and wedding-pla
Chapter45
I CALLED CLAIRE AND CINDY TOGETHER for a second meeting of the girls. This time, the mood was decidedly different. There was no laughter or high fives. No festive margaritas. Two more people were dead. We had no suspects, only a widening case. Clues that were rapidly leading nowhere. Intense pressure coming down on all of us. Claire was first to arrive. She hugged me and asked how I was feeling. "I don't know," I admitted. I had gone through three treatments. Sometimes I felt strong. At other times, especially in the afternoon, I felt like a ghost of myself. "Medved said he'd review my red cell count next week." Cindy arrived next. She was wearing a halter top under a man's plaid shirt, a pair of embroidered jeans. She was very pretty, and city cool. I hadn't spoken to her since Monday, when I had let her run with the story of the second killings. Even holding her story back for a day, she had still scooped the city. "I guess I'm buying," she a