She’d been up after the reading at Angela’s locker because her vision of the beige lockers had proved valuable. Though not yet open for use, the new changing area and lounge were still accessible. Given the location of Angela’s parked Prius and her last known location at the lecture hall, the construction area made perfect sense–a shortcut between the two. Though it had been devoid of any clues, Mac had been able to use the information anyway. County USC Medical Center was equipped with several hundred security cameras. Given the theorized route that Angela had taken to her car, that narrowed the video surveillance footage down to something manageable. “That’s good news,” Ben said. Outside, night was falling and Sergeant Dixon had used surface streets to get them back to Hancock Park rather than sit in the monumental L.A. rush hour that more resembled a parking lot. The three of them had talked about the route through the construction area and how the Priest must have gravitated to it immediately.
