Watch Me by Molly Black

Author:Molly Black [Black, Molly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Molly Black
Published: 2022-12-22T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

The next morning, Katie felt tense and expectant as she and Leblanc approached the lakeside area that she'd demarcated on the map. She hoped that in the next hour, as they searched the shores of this calm, misty lake, they might achieve a breakthrough.

At any rate, the pattern on the map was clear, and if he was following it, then this was where he planned to strike.

It was early in the morning, and the horizon was just brightening with the predawn light. Katie had wanted to head out last night, but they’d decided that it was just too risky in the dark, because the icehouses were so remote. Even in daylight, the buildings were difficult to find, and sometimes the faint tracks that led to them were the only way of locating them.

If this killer was using a geographical mapping system to decide on the end points for these macabre kills, then he would be leaving a trodden track when he prepared the icehouses. And now, in daylight, they’d be able to see it.

"I hope he has not yet killed again," Leblanc said, echoing what Katie had felt as she’d tossed and turned the whole of last night.

"I hope so too. If we're lucky, he checks the sites out before he uses them and takes time to prepare them. Surely, he would do that?"

That was what Katie hoped for, most of all. To find him still planning, still checking the door, still clearing the site. After all, it would be far too risky to arrive with a victim and a trunk load of ice, to find the route to the icehouse couldn’t be traversed or the entrance door was stuck fast.

No, surely, he would check beforehand. And perhaps they would catch him in the act.

This was a particularly scenic area of the lake. The forest was dense and wild. There were a few outbuildings near the lake, and beyond that, along the shore, was a stretch of land that had once been a large homestead, but in recent years, had been portioned up. The portion directly on the shore had been turned into a set of fishing cabins. But the portion further back, as Leblanc had discovered during his search yesterday with the RCMP and had explained to Katie as they checked the map, contained an ancient icehouse—somewhere. Leblanc and the RCMP had heard about it but had run out of time to go there after finding the third body.

The map was not clear on exactly where the icehouse was, though. Katie and Leblanc only knew the rough area and would need to cast around.

They got out of the car and headed past the fishing cabins, which were small and well kept, with brightly painted doors. There were platforms and piers outside the cabins, leading onto the water, and already a few people were out, fishing, their gazes focused on the silvery waters.

They walked along the winding path that led through the woods, heading toward the icehouse that Katie had marked on the map.

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