CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Avery parked in front of Stefon Scott’s one-story house forty minutes later. He lived in one of the many small brick row houses in the Bay Village area. When she had called the A1 to get an address and any information on him, she also learned that he was currently unemployed, still not having found another job in the month he’d been gone from the museum.
The timing is almost too perfect, she thought as she and Kellaway climbed the slight staircase to his front door. He was released a month ago for stealing spiders…and Lawnbrook is killed via spiders a little more than a week ago. It’s a cookie cutter timeline that seems almost too perfect.
The door was answered not by Stefon Scott, but by a woman dressed in a black band T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants. Her hair was dye
