CHAPTER 16
NOW MY THOUGHTS had been sent off down a different path, I wanted to find out more about Christina. The cops hadn’t looked into her at all, Blackwood hadn’t done much more, and yet the feeling she was a bigger part of this puzzle than anybody realised grew stronger and stronger.
In my head, I kept seeing her broken body lying on the bed. I’d also seen the “before” pictures. Twenty-one-year-old Christina had been pretty and popular, on the cheerleading squad in high school and the dance team in college. Her roommate had told the police she couldn’t imagine why anybody would want to kill her, but didn’t everyone say that?
I wanted to do a bit more digging.
Once I’d picked up extra muffins for Mack and Emmy, I headed back to the office. Emmy was nowhere to be seen, so I ate her
