CHAPTER TWENTY
Never one to wait passively around while waiting for others to come up with answers, Avery headed back to the precinct. She had already formulated a plan of attack in her head, most of it requiring good old nose-to-the-grindstone research and digging. She figured she could do that while she waited for results from forensics and a final report from the coroner.
Without a proper office to call her own, she borrowed a laptop from the PR department and set up shop in one of the smaller conference rooms. Kellaway joined her and together, with coffee and donuts fueling them, they started working together like a well-oiled machine. Avery found that Kellaway took instruction well and never argued. She was legitimately happy to help in any way she could, even when it was to run bas
