“MELISSA, WHAT ARE YOU doing out here?” Constable Johnson asked when his colleague arrived at the Wrights’ farmhouse.
“The detectives in town want me to check some stuff out on the family’s computers, I take it you’ve heard Kieran’s escaped.”
Johnson nodded. “I’m glad I’m not involved in chasing him down. I overheard some of the Branton cops talking as they left, and he’s killed a bunch more people since escaping. Catching him’s going to be a nightmare.”
“Too right. They’ll manage it, I just hope it doesn’t take them too long, and he doesn’t hurt too many more people before they get him. How’ve things been here?” Melissa asked. Looking around the yard she saw the bloodstains on the ground that gave evidence of what had happened there that morning.
“Boring, for me at least,” Johnson sai
