CHAPTER TWELVE
Mackenzie got home just after seven that night, knowing full well that she could be called at any moment. There were so many avenues open now, so many different leads that could potentially require her attention. She could feel her body getting tired. She had not been sleeping well since visiting the first murder scene and she knew that if she didn’t allow herself time to rest, she’d end up making clumsy mistakes while at work.
When she walked through the door, she saw Zack sitting on the couch with an Xbox controller in his hand. A bottle of beer was on the coffee table in front of him, with two empties lined up in the floor. She knew he’d had the day off and assumed this was how he’d spent it. It made him look like an irresponsible child in her eyes and it was not what s
