CHAPTER FOURTEEN
As they came upon the precinct, Avery saw the flurry of activity in the parking lot and around the front of the building. New anger rose up in her stomach and she let out a curse under her breath.
“What?” Kellaway asked. “What’s going on?”
“The media,” Avery said. “They’re onto the case. And that’s just going to make it harder from here on out.”
“Oh,” Kellaway said, staring closer at the craziness as Avery pulled the car closer.
There were three news vans parked bumper to bumper in front of the building. Several people were standing along the sidewalk that led to the front doors, reporters and cameramen just waiting for their chance to score something big for the six o’clock news. Another news van came screeching into the parking lot from the opposite direction, pulli
