Once He Feels by Molly Black

Once He Feels by Molly Black

Author:Molly Black [Black, Molly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-07-11T23:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER FIFTEEN

The white USPS truck was parked on the side of the highway. Its lights were on, both blinkers flashing.

Wilson waited for the oncoming truck to pass before maneuvering around, stopping fifty yards later, opposite a church. Claire scanned the truck’s interior and then the surrounding neighborhood for Fischer.

He was nowhere. She started to think he had somehow gotten wind and fled. Or worse, was even now in the midst of yet another frenzied attack on a young innocent woman. Claire’s hand gripped the handle of the car door, ready to jump out and sprint, to track down this brutal killer.

Then the tall, lean figure of Jerry Fischer came into view. He was walking, an easy, loping gait down the driveway of a large house behind and to their left.

Her hand relaxed slightly on the handle, as she studied the postal worker. She remembered Dr. Vasquez’s words, that the man they were looking for was not necessarily strong. Just very motivated.

Fischer’s tall, willowy body looked more suited for basketball than football, and she was glad that the coroner had taken the effort to make his revised thoughts clear.

Claire’s revelation back at the precinct had happened when she had closed her laptop. Her eyes had gone to the raised image of an apple, a bite taken out of it, on the otherwise smooth silver surface. It was an image she saw a dozen times a day, probably more. It was an image that barely registered anymore in her conscious thoughts, but that time it had. It had come up against the part of her brain that was still, behind the scenes, feverishly working on the problem of what she had seen in her vision at Candice Stevens’s house.

The trident she had seen was not merely an image. It was a logo.

While Wilson had driven along Jerry Fischer’s postal route, going past Candice’s house, dually lit with the flashing blue lights of the police cruisers and pure white of the arc lights, she had searched desperately for logos that had included a trident. She had hoped it was that of the local postal service. That would have been perfect. Her feeling that it had been a weapon but not in the traditional sense of the word led her to thinking that the postal service was a tool the killer had used to find and then kill his victims.

That particular search had borne no fruit, however.

Nor did her subsequent ones. She couldn’t find any logos that featured a trident, never mind one that looked like the one she had seen. The breakthrough she had felt when it had clicked into place was replaced by the all too familiar frustration of another door slamming shut. She was still convinced she was on the right path though.

The two agents watched Fischer in their mirrors as he made his way down the driveway, stooping to stroke a cat that avoided his affections and slinked away.

“Come on, let’s pick him up,” Claire said, going to open the door, but having to wait for two vehicles to pass.



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