Cold Justice: A Judge Willa Carson Mystery (The Hunt For Justice) - Plot & Excerpts
Deep breaths drawn in through my nose burned all the way down into my lungs. Sunlight glared off the snow, blinding, even through my reflective sunglasses. Cold-induced tears seeped from the corners of my eyes and trailed warmth down my cheeks, lasting only a moment before all warmth evaporated with the saline. George had crossed the two-lane road and was now examining snowmobile tracks on the side nearest the shoreline, opposite our two vehicles. No clue what he hoped to find over there, but I didn’t feel like tromping around and didn’t discourage his explorations beyond reminding him to be careful of the evidence. We could have collected the victim and driven him back to town, but there seemed to be little point to that option, and it would have been counterproductive. Crime scene techs should sort this one out fairly quickly. As long as we could avoid a chain-reaction collision until help arrived. The 911 operator had assured me that responders were on their way. The first to arrive would probably be from the Michigan State police post in Traverse City, she’d said.
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