Gene pulled the paper out from under his laptop and wrote her name on the list.
‘Brett Davies
Robert Fergus
Dave Lizney
Randal Crest
Tristan Hevin
Scott Nickerson
Detective Leah Balo’
Then, he showed the detective what they were working with by way of suspects.
“What about the rosary?” Dannie asked. “My partner is Catholic. I know you said the Catholic angle doesn’t help, but…she’sREALLYreligious since her father died.”
Gene was making notes on the detective, but again, he went there.
“Like how religious? Christmas Catholic, or mass and communion weekly?”
He was honest.
“Hardcore. She’s always at mass when she has a day off to do it. Once, she went mid-shift. Ash Wednesday, she walks around with the ashes on her forehead.”
Gene glanced over at Ethan.
“What do you think?”
He was to the point.
“Her father’s murder could possibly have fractured her personality. It could have made her take on a masculine personality that was dominant. Her father’s death would explain a lot. Revenge for his death? We’d have to see if these women connected to that somehow.”
Only, Gene didn’t get to answer.
Why?
His phone rang, and on the screen, he saw a very familiar name.
“It’s Greyson.”
Well, that was good timing. Blackhawk had asked him to find any other crimes that matched their victims. Hopefully, he had something because they still couldn’t make this case connect. At the front of the list was going to be the detective.
That was for damn sure.
Maybe he could research the messages next to help them out.
“Get it,” Gene said.
Ethan hit the button.
“You’re up early,” he stated.
Oh, they didn’t have to tell him that it was the ass crack of dawn in Philly.
Greyson laughed.
