Katie had thought the same thing. She opened her laptop to print out some of the autopsy reports as well as the file on Raymond Young, a.k.a. Buck. As she took the papers out of the printer, she said, “I wonder if Buck put his fingerprints on my cell phone and GPS on purpose?”
“Why?” McGaven didn’t look up from his computer.
“Well, he seems like a very intelligent guy. So why would he be so careless? John said the prints were clear—not even smudged.” Katie studied the board and looked at the trap device that could have struck either her or McGaven—and by sheer luck didn’t hit any of the construction workers before that. She began putting up photos of the injuries of Ian Griffin and Bruce Collins, the bullet hole in the back of the head and the perfectly healed pinky finger separation of Griffin, and the deep scourging marks on the bones of Collins. She also put photos of where the bodies were found and made room for the photos of Meredith and Misty Collins’s skeletons.
She started a basic list of persons of interest along with victims.
Persons of Interest
Jimmy Cranston: excavator operator who found bodies
Vince Hugo: supervisor for Crowne & Miller Construction LLC
Retired Detective Gino Ventura: worked Misty’s missing person case and took information from Ian Griffin
“Buck” Raymond Young: reclusive survivalist abducted Katie to tell her to look at the family tree of the Collins family
Tom Grand: office manager for Crowne & Miller Construction LLC
Employees Not on Site When Bodies Were Found
Trey Roberts: at home and overdosed, recovering in hospital
Bill Garcia: with sick wife in hospital
“Looks like Buck’s brother David is serving life in prison for killing a neighbor in a dispute,” said McGaven.
“Are there any details?” she said.
“Says they had been fighting for a while about some property line and trees. The neighbor, Tim Kane, brought a knife and threatened David. It’s a bit unclear what happened but David stabbed Kane.”
“Self-defense?”
“It would have been if he didn’t stab him eight times.”
“Wow. Sounds like an anger problem,” she said.
“Maybe in combination with drugs?”
“Could be.” Katie read the board, which now flowed with the photos of the gravesites, map locations, and drone footage. She wished she knew where Buck’s cabin was located. Something about it nagged at her. Turning to McGaven, she said, “Was there anything about where he lived?”
“Buck or Raymond?”
“Either one. Can you try to find out where they grew up and their lastknown addresses?”
“Will do. Oh and I’ll see if we can get an appointment with David Young up at the prison,” he said. “I know it was going to be your next question.”
Katie smiled at her partner. “See, we work so well together… you can read my mind now.”
“What amIthinking?” he said with a chuckle.
“That’s easy.”
“What?”
“You were thinking we could stop at that burrito place on the way to the prison tomorrow afternoon.”
“Exactly. You get me.”
