Lee plopped down next to Prospo and was going to interrogate him when Jenkins entered the room. He had black hair, startling green eyes, and brown skin. He was dressed in a nicely cut gray suit. “I wish I could say ‘good morning,’” Jenkins said soberly, “but I can’t. All of you have met Cheyenne Darling—and are cognizant of the relationship she had with Deputy Chief McGinty.”
Like Lee’s father two years earlier, Deputy Chief of Detectives Ross McGinty had been murdered by the Bonebreaker, and his body had been dumped next to a freeway. Most of him anyway . . . the Bonebreaker liked to keep his victims’ extremities.
Furthermore Lee knew that although McGinty and Darling had been lovers they didn’t live together because he feared for her safety. And McGinty, like her father, had been subject to bad dreams and bouts of depression.
“Darling was visiting friends yesterday,” Jenkins continued. “And when she came home, a package was waiting for her. It appeared to be from her sister, so she opened it. And there, nestled in shredded packing paper, was Chief McGinty’s left femur.”
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