Coming into Steve’s office, Nanee said, “The good detective is here. And I don’t mean you, though you’re not all that bad.” She laughed when he rolled his eyes, then went to get Owen.
“So I’m the good one, huh?” Owen said, taking the client’s chair by Steve’s desk.
“Debatable.” Steve grinned then got down to business. “You said there were two serial killers running loose.”
“We think so. I believe one of them is the man who killed Mr. Waters, and several other men. So does the FBI.”
“They’re involved? Lucky you.”
“It’s not that bad,” Owen protested. “Anyway, unless we’re way off base, and we aren’t from all the evidence, what there is of it, he strikes approximately every six months. However,” He held up a finger, “with Waters’ murder, he could be escalating since there’s only a three-
