Название: Field Of Graves
Автор: J.T. Ellison
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Полицейские детективы
isbn: 9781474057097
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“And?”
“She may have been poisoned as well. She looks a lot like Shelby on the inside. Her liver has the same characteristics. I took all the samples and had them run over to Simon. I asked him to drop everything and analyze them.”
“Sam, this isn’t good. Same guy, same point of origin? I’m praying we don’t have a serial on our hands.”
“You had news to share, too. What was it?”
“Lincoln got an ID. Her name is Jordan Blake. She’s a junior at Vanderbilt.”
Sam was quiet for a moment, then whispered under her breath, “Damn.”
“Yeah, damn is right. Do you have any idea when she was killed?”
“She hadn’t been in the river for more than a week. Four or five days would be my guess. He could have tossed her in anywhere south along the Cumberland, and it took her this long to float upstream, or she was weighted and broke free. My bet is the latter. He threw her away like a piece of trash, Taylor. There wasn’t any of the reverence or—” She paused, bit her lip. “I don’t want to say gentleness of the other kill. But Shelby’s death didn’t seem as careless. This one—Jordan—she pissed him off.”
“Was she killed before Shelby?”
“I don’t know. I can’t say for sure, not with the water damage.”
“What about the herbs?”
“Like I said, I can’t be sure whether they were herbs, though the stuff I scraped off looked similar to what we got off Shelby. The thing is, if the composition is the same, he was with the body after she washed up on shore. Further proof he weighted her, then let her come to the surface to be found.”
“Or...wherever he had her, he unweighted her, scattered the herbs on her back, and let her float in.”
Sam thought about that for a minute. “Okay, that works for me, too. If he had spread them after she was on the bank, they wouldn’t have been wet, and these were definitely mucky. But recent, the water would wash them away quickly. He was right there, Taylor.”
Sam watched Taylor fiddle nervously with a ring on her right ring finger. It was a thin silver band, very plain. She’d picked it up in Hawaii on a brief vacation and hadn’t bothered to take it off since. It held some symbolic meaning to her. One night, when they’d been very drunk, she told her it was a circle of life and a circle of death. Sam was aghast when Taylor said she didn’t want to take it off, that it was a constant reminder of her failings. Sam had to resist the impulse to reach over and wrench the ring right off Taylor’s finger and throw it in the trash. Taylor Jackson had no failings that Sam could see, other than caring too damn much about her job.
“Taylor, there’s one other thing.”
“More? What?”
“She was pregnant. About six weeks along.”
Taylor could do nothing but stare. The thoughts were flying, bouncing off each other like bumper cars. None were coming together.
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