He shook his head.
“I wasn’t around yesterday,” he said. “We had our soup kitchen, and food pantry, and I was in and out buying supplies to feed our community. There’s need here.”
Well, that was the same everywhere. Only, for now, she had need to close this case.
QUICKLY.
Elizabeth updated him.
“He became irate when we told him about the graves, and his flowers. We felt it was best to have him head out of here and go home. We sent him home to his mother.”
The man looked confused.
Oh, and she knew why.
They’d just found out the same thing.
“His mother? She’s dead. She was run down outside her home by someone in a car. Jeffrey found her, and he was crushed. She was his whole world, and got him this job. She was the head of our choir.”
Elizabeth and Ethan glanced at each other.
“A car, huh?” she asked.
Oh, that sounded suspicious, and fit into MO that this killer had been using.
Holy fuck, but this killer had a superpower. It had to be his incredible ability to play shit out on multi-levels. His ADHD had to be off the charts, and made hers look pathetic.
“And they never found who ran her down?” Ethan asked.
He shook his head.
“No.”
When the priest heard his name being called, he glanced over.
“I’m sorry, Director, but there are family members here. Can I let them into the cemetery? They deserve to be here to watch their loved ones be disturbed.”
She simply nodded.
Oh, this was a tangled mess. Never in her life had she been this far behind at this point. Because she literally had no one as a suspect. Everyone took her off the path, and the killer might not even be on her suspect list.
Shit.
Shit.
Shit.
When he was gone, Ethan kept his voice down.
“We have to get to Jeffrey’s house,” he admitted. “He was set up by this guy. He watched him, and he studied him. I’m willing to bet he took his mother out to make him so unstable, that he’d be the perfect suspect for you.”
She’d been thinking the same.
Whistling, Gene heard her, and managed to ditch the homicide captain. When he reached them, he whispered.
“And?” he asked, knowing they’d understand.
Elizabeth told him what they learned about the death of Jeffrey’s mother.
