“What?" Jen asked. “Are you ready to go through his things?" She nodded. “I'm one of those people who like to face things head on." “I guess I'll have to take your word for it. I'll come with you." A small smile formed on her face. “Maybe we'll both find closure, then." *** Weston Gall, Jill Prince's most recent boyfriend, wiped tears from his eyes as he sat in his plush office in Jenkins' Crossing. Jen had come along for the ride to this interview for lack of anything else to do with her day. “We're very sorry," Sean said. Sean was treating the man with kid gloves at this point. He wasn't a suspect, but he had to be interviewed. She and Sean knew this was the work of the Redhead Killer. The green carpet muted any noises from outside the busy law office giving it the feeling of a