By midnight, he was questioning his decision, despondent, and freezing. Although the mail store closed at eight, Grey discovered that key holders had twenty-four-hour access to the section by the front door. He knew the second he left his post he would miss someone who could lead him to the next ...
When the police reported that the second body had washed ashore, ten yards from the waterlogged Panama hat, they knew something was terribly wrong. Ernie’s hand shook as he reached for his whiskey, and he had to shout to be heard over the din of the crowded bar. “That’s two in one week. Someone’s...