CHAPTER TEN
When she walked through the front door of her house in Richmond eleven hours later, Kate could still feel the weight of the case—of the unsolved murders of both Frank Nobilini and Jack Tucker—as if it had been bolted to her shoulders. She carelessly dropped her single packed bag to the floor outside of the kitchen and went to the couch where she collapsed in a heap. She was pissed off but there was also a logical part of her that understood Duran’s decision—and that he also had no damned business assigning her to the case in the first place if he was going to be worried about covering the bureau’s ass.
To get her mind off of it, she stretched out on the couch and texted Melissa. Back home. Dead-end case. How are you and the little one?
She then pulled her personal laptop off
