Chapter 145

“Still alive…” Colin pushed past the onlookers and rushed over to check the man’s pulse, “But beyond saving…”

Robin punched in 911.

Dexter was visibly shaken by the gruesome scene, instinctively stepping back a few paces.

The others ran outside, likely losing their lunch, and the scene was all but trashed,

“He timed this guy’s death to the minute…” Colin crouched by the body, his voice edged with panic. “He knew when we’d arrive, when we’d find him. He wanted us to watch this man die…”

Just like what happened to Phoebe.

Numbly, I stepped forward to look at the corpse. “It’s the husband of the orphanage’s director.”

I had seen this man in Colin’s photographs.

“To stuff a big, middle–aged man into a shoe cabinet…” Robin spoke in a grave tone. “The murderer has to be an adult, someone strong.”

That would be the only way to move the body, to stuff a man not yet fully dead into such a small

space.

pointed at the footprints, now smudged beyond recognition by

leave fingerprints, hair, or any clues. Even if caught on camera, facial recognition is useless. Can’t ID him.” The man I’d seen

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admitted, clearly frustrated

murderer.

“What the hell

question. “These are my wife’s

crap.” I marched up to him and slapped him

“I’ve told you, this property is mine now. The ones

you better have a good explanation for moving furniture at this ungodly hour, or I’ll have every reason to suspect you’ve deliberately tampered with a crime scene.” Robin’s warning was stern.

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death, her spirit restless. He told me to burn

Dexter, Mr. Rational, suddenly superstitious?

“This psychic sounds sketchy.”

seemed a bit

this psychic?” Robin

into him at the cemetery today,” Dexter said.

visited Phoebe’s grave

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