Left To Die by Lisa Jackson

Author:Lisa Jackson
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mystery
Publisher: Lisa Jackson
Published: 2010-04-23T22:00:00+00:00

WART SC IN

“If our theory is right, then Jillian Rivers’s initials should be somewhere in the message. There’s an R, which could be for Rivers, but no J. Instead we’ve got an A.” Alvarez shook her head. “This isn’t right, unless he’s changed his MO.”

“No way,” Chandler said, shaking her head as she studied the scene from twenty feet away. “He wouldn’t. He’s toying with us, yes, but trying to tell us something. He wants us to figure out what it is, so he can prove how smart he is.”

Alvarez watched as Mikhail, a forensic technician, removed the note with tweezers, gently placing it in a plastic bag, and held it out to her. “Did you want a closer look?”

“Thanks.” She pinched the edge of the bag and stepped away from the woman’s frozen body, grateful for the chance to turn her back on the gruesome death scene. Although she had learned to hide it, especially on the job, Selena Alvarez struggled when it came time to process violent crime scenes. Especially crimes against women. Her cross to bear, as her grandmother Rosarita would say.

She liked to think that turmoil gave her the edge when it came to catching a psycho like this, a man who made a game out of killing.

The bastard.

It was also the reason she’d avoided employment in forensics. Much as she appreciated the science of it, she couldn’t stomach it. Now, as the crime scene unit did their job, carefully bagging the woman’s frozen hands, checking her body, combing the lone fir tree and the surrounding area, Alvarez stared at the most recent note, determined to work the case from this angle. Whether it was meant to be unscrambled, translated or decoded, she wasn’t sure, but she sure as hell was going to spend some time trying to figure it out.

It was like finding a needle in a haystack.

Pescoli frowned as she eyed the rugged terrain that surrounded the latest crime scene. Mountains, ravines, frozen creek beds, curving rim roads. They’d been searching that area for Jillian Rivers, to no avail. Now the search would be on for this woman’s vehicle.

If the weather held.

A goddamned needle in a haystack.

She thought about the topographical maps at the office. Maybe she could use her computer program and come up with potential sites for the next killing ground.

There were dozens of small meadows in these mountains and it would take forever to search them all out, but what choice did they have?

“At least we know Jillian Rivers isn’t dead and we missed her. There’s no J on the note. All the initials have bodies attached,” Alvarez pointed out.

“Yeah, but it doesn’t mean she’s safe. He might have her ready to go,” Pescoli said.

Alvarez stepped closer to the tracks. “True, but he was here in the past few hours. These are fresh, not covered in snow, and the weather’s been clear only a few hours.”

“Not much consolation there. The prick could be doing Jillian Rivers now for all we know,” Pescoli said.

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