TEASER for the new CLUSTERS book.
“Sixty-one people died by the hands of a serial killer.”
Smoke whirled around the tip of Joe’s cigarette as if it were trying to suck itself back in. The air in the room was stale and had a distinct wet odor to it, evident of the layer of toxic black mold that clung to the wood behind the wallpapered walls.
“And?” Charles folded his arms in front of his chest.
“We’re going to investigate.” Joe puffed on his cigarette, taking in a long drawn hit as if it were his last. When he blew out the smoke, it came out of his nostrils making him look like a pathetic fat bellied dragon.
“Are you talking about England?”
“Yuuup,” he said.
“Under what jurisdication?”
“We were called in by MI6.”
“The SIS?” Charles asked. “What do they need us for?”
“They think there’s a connection,” Joe said, sighing heavily.
“You just said they were killed by the hands of a serial killer.”
Charles pushed his chair back and slapped his palms against his knees. “You lost me.” Maps with red circles lined the pin board behind Charles’ head and he leaned back, his hair barely touching the creased and dusty maps. When he was recruited by the Federal Bureau of Investigation he imagined a nicer office and a more formidable boss. Instead, he got someone who read one too many Sherlock Holmes novels and an office to match, in the least flattering way.
“They think there’s a connection,” Joe repeated.
“So it’s not a closed case?”
“It’s not a closed case.”