He glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Marisol. “Hey, what’s up gorgeous?” “You wouldn’t say that if you could see me right now,” she said. “I’ve spent the last two hours driving myself crazy looking through filing cabinets. First in the lab and now I’m hiding in the records room at police headquarters.” “What? How’d you manage that?” “I got someone to let me in without Travers knowing but now that I’m here, I’ve got no idea what the hell I should be looking for.” “I guess you could start with murders. A town this small, there can’t have been too many of them.” She snorted. “You’d be surprised. The little bit of skimming that I’ve done, you could fill a notebook with the people who’ve been killed just down in the Lowlands. On top of that, all the records for the whole damn county are here, not just Rocky Point.”
