Page 37 of Down and Dirty

“I….” I shook my head, unable to comprehend what this meant.

Jimbo’s jaw hardened. He sighed; the pulsing vein in his neck indicated his anger. “If you’re right, you realize what this means?”

“Faith is on the killer’s radar.”

“What? No,” I said, shaking my head vehemently.

“Someone wants us to believe you’re a killer, but we know better. The rats were a dead giveaway.”

“What rats?”

Jimbo folded his arms over his chest. “The mutilated dead rats around the bodies. They’re identical to the ones we found at the landfill.”

Jimbo glanced at Keaton and our adjoined hands. “You’ve got Faith while I go get the neighbor’s statement?”

“Yeah, I’ve got her. I’ll take her with me.” He met my gaze. “Wait here while I go pack you a quick bag.”

I nodded, unable to believe this was happening. I needed Veronica and Jared. One of them could easily give me the killer’s details.

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