CHAPTER NINE
The next morning, Rebecca got up early while Richie slept with the TV still on, and Spike curled up at his feet—little traitor! She dressed and headed for Homicide to get some work done. Some real work.
She needed to run a normal investigation of the murders, the kind she had always conducted before Richie Amalfi upended her life. She needed to use footwork, computer searches, interrogations, surveillances, and everything else at her disposal, to find out all she could about her victims and potential suspects.
She started out on her computer. Meaghan Bishop had a three-year-old California Driver's License that showed her living in Daly City, a San Francisco bedroom community. But she also had a Macy's credit card with recent activity that gave a San Francisco address. Well,
