It had been over a week since she landed in Chattanooga, and she had been on this case almost from the moment her plane set down. Will Brannock was turning out to be rather intense. In fact, he was a veritable slave driver when it came to the Lockhart investigation. They had interviewed, and were still interviewing, everybody whom Lucien Lockhart had known or seemingly ever spoke to, especially the ones he’d locked up for contempt. At least, that’s what it seemed like. But that’s okay. That’s the way she liked it. Get on it, solve it. Get it done, the sooner the better. The case was gruesome, and whoever had mutilated the victim had thoroughly enjoyed himself. He’d planned it down to the minutest detail and executed it to perfection. Jasper was sitting in the backseat of her dad’s old ’68 Dodge Charger, and he had been very glad to get out of the confines of J.D.’s house. J.D. had a nice place, true, and Signal Mountain was a nice area, but the last thing J.D. needed, now that he was seriously involved with Audrey Sherrod, was his little sister moving into his house and causing complications in his love life or in raising his daughter.
