CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Avery spent a portion of that night in front of her laptop. She was trying to determine the types of places someone might order a funnel web spider. There were an alarming number of places, a few of which seemed highly illegal yet given a very professional façade. She then allowed herself to slip down a bit of a rabbit hole in doing more digging on Stefon Scott—not because she believed him to be a suspect but because he seemed to have been something of a central character in the little online communities he had talked about.
She read a few of his posts from one of the arachnid-centric forums, getting his user information from an article that had been linked to a bio page on the Boston Science Museum’s website—a bio that she was sure had not yet been removed solely becau
