“Now we’re down to a dozen. That’s manageable.” Claire opened a new browser window. “Give me the first name.”
One by one, we went through the list, but no one came up in any local news, except for the articles about their disappearances.
Clicking the pen, I tossed it down on the table. “Well, that was a waste of time.”
“Not really,” Luke said.
Tossing a glare his way at his optimism, I crossed my arms. “How was it not a waste of time? We learned nothing about any of them.”
“That’s not true. We learned none of them has a criminal record. They would have shown up in those police blotter articles the newspaper always puts out, but literally the only news articles we found were about their disappearances.”
“So, they were upstanding citizens.” Claire sat up. “That’s strange.” Her brows knit together. “You’d think some of them would have a least a DUI or a drug arrest.” She opened a new tab. “Mina, read me the names you crossed off.”
My glare softened and my frown turned confused. “What for?”
“Let’s see if they have records too.”
Still frowning, I read her the first name. “What are you thinking?”
“That I spend too much time with my detective boyfriend,” she muttered.
“No, you don’t,” Luke said. “Because I think we’re thinking the same thing.”
I waved a hand. “Then can you enlighten me? Because I’m not the true crime enthusiast of the bunch. What are you getting at?”
Claire and Luke shared a look before Luke turned to me, one side of that sculpted mouth tilted up.
“Serial killer.”
