CHAPTER FIVE
Hours later, Paavo awoke with a start from a bad dream. He knew he had been dreaming about the murder scene Angie's call had sent him to.
It had been horrible.
Now, his chest felt tight, and he gasped for breath. He sat up in bed. Angie was asleep beside him after having tossed and turned for hours. He would never forget how white her face had looked as he arrived and found her and Connie huddled in her car. After receiving her call, he immediately called for patrol officers to speed to the crime scene, not only to secure it, but to protect Angie and Connie until he arrived. The thought of Angie and her friend alone in an area where a killer had struck made his skin go cold.
He got out of bed, went to the living room, and then opened the sliding glass door to the backyard.
