Bobby Goren took another drink from his coffee and re-examined the paper in front of him. It was the ME's report on the latest victim. The findings were the same as the other victims. Except this one had brick dust in her nose. That was the only difference.
He rubbed his eyes with the back of his palm. He looked around the squad room.
No sign of Alex yet. That's odd he thought. She should be here by now. He glanced at his watch. It was almost nine and she still hadn't shown up. She hadn't even called him.
I wonder what's keeping her. A knot began to tighten in his stomach. She wouldn't be absent now when we're in the middle of a serial case. That's not like her... she would have called by now…
His train of thought was interrupted by Captain Ross.
"Any leads on the case detective?"
"So far we have none, the killer seems to be covering his tracks very well… there seems to be no connection at all between any of the victims…"
The look on Ross's face stopped him.
Talk about a ray of sunshine in the morning, no wonder he's divorced.
"Keep me in the loop… as soon as there is new information on the case…"
Bobby barely heard the rest of the captain's words. His thoughts kept finding their way back to Alex. He was beginning to worry. He decided to call her. Four rings no answer. He tried her home phone… still no answer.
He grabbed his coat.
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The closer he got to her house, the more he felt like there was something horribly wrong. He couldn't help the feeling of dread lodged in his heart.
The door was open. The house was silent. Her purse and all its contents were scattered around the floor. There were small droplets of blood on the floor.
No this can't be happening.