Chapter 8I was aware Edgar knew what he was doing. I had no doubt he could do this undercover work without unnecessarily endangering himself. That didn’t mean there wasn’t a part of me that didn’t have a bit of concern. But it was nothing major.
We’d arranged for Edgar to have a cellphone and to wear a wire under his homeless attire, which consisted of old clothes we’d obtained from a thrift store that we soiled to look more lived-in.
Now we waited. We had no clue how soon it would be before the killer struck again. And in fact, the captain had decided it would be prudent to have Crane undercover in Haydon Cliff City Park in case the perp decided to strike there twice in a row.
I knew it meant Edgar would be in Lemon Park even at night and that we couldn’t see each other unless he neede
