Chapter 13

“Coffee for me, please,” Hoyt told her. Teague said the same and she left, coming back a moment later with cups that she filled from a carafe, leaving it on the table for them.

“All right, as I said, I have questions.” Teague sipped his coffee before continuing. “First, Grimes’ fingers. Did the coroner find any flesh under the nails, as if he’d tried to defend himself and they were broken when he did?”

“Nope. No trace evidence like that. Hell, no trace evidence at all worth worrying about. Our killer knew what he was doing. All he left behind was Grimes’ naked dead body and the rope he used to hang him. The area where it happened is a popular spot for guys—and girls if it’s a mixed couple—to get it on.”

“What about his clothes?”

“The only thing we found was Grimes’ wallet. I guess the killer wanted us to know who the vic was.”