Mike said, leaning back in his chair and eying Sharon across the desk. The atmosphere inside the office was tense and awkward, each person trying to concentrate on the job at hand, each well aware of the eight hundred pound gorilla of their breakup inside the room. “That was the last place anyone...
The adrenaline was still pounding through his body at a rate nearly as strong as when he first finished reading that taunting letter from the I-90 Killer. He knew at some point in the not-too-distant future, all that adrenaline would wear off and he would crash, feeling headachy and sick to his s...
She was ten years into her law enforcement career, with the last five spent as an FBI Special Agent, so working all hours of the night and day was nothing new to her, nor were uninteresting assign-ments like the one she had been given today. Her entire workday would consist of hanging out at the ...