CHAPTER TEN
"Excuse me, is that Homicide?" A nervous teenager who was studying the doors along a corridor of the Hall of Justice approached Paavo as he reached Room 450 the next morning. The boy had dyed the top of his hair blond, wore a gold ring in one eyebrow, baggy jeans and a tee shirt.
"Yes," Paavo said. "I'm Inspector Smith. Can I help you?"
The boy turned his head from side to side. "I need to talk to someone. I saw the morning news. I ... I think I saw..." He swallowed then ran his tongue over his lips. "It's about Heather Kim."
Kim was Calderon and Benson's latest murder victim. The two had been up all night working a new crime scene—another case involving the fiend who stole hearts—and had finally headed for home. Eastwood had put all the homicide detectives onto the case as
