Misled by Tony Ginyard
Excerpt from Chapter II – “Devastation”:
Six weeks ago
Detective Dennis Edwards was worried as he pulled up in front of Karl’s apartment building near the corner of Fifteenth and Locust. There had been another murder, but this time the killer had made a mistake and Karl said he had irrefutable proof regarding the murderer’s identity. That, in and of itself, was not the problem. What had the hairs on the back of Dennis’s neck standing on end was the fact that Karl had sounded absolutely terrified when he’d told Dennis. In the short amount of time that he’d known Karl, Dennis had never seen his partner so much as break a sweat over anything.
With the strobe lights still flashing, Dennis exited his car quickly, leaving it double-parked in front of the building. He flashed his badge at the front desk of the lobby and bypassed the elevators, electing instead to take the steps two or three at a time up to the third floor. His heart racing, he thought for a second that he should call for backup then thought better of it. He did not want to look like a fool in front of his colleagues if it turned out that he had overreacted. In his heart, though, he knew that something was wrong. Karl’s phone line had gone dead before he could name the killer.