“Well, I found out about that accident on the Hutch last night,” Jess said. Zach stared at her without saying a word because he could see she was rattled. “It was Jennifer Smith.”
“Dammit! Just what that family needs. What happened?”
“They found her blindfolded, bound, and with a mouth full of that spray foam insulation.” Jess sighed. “The autopsy revealed she was already dead when she was placed in the car.” Zach frowned. “No coat, and this time, the letters ‘RR’ were inscribed in blood on the shattered pieces of windshield.”
“Did anyone say they thought it was the Red Reaper?”
“They analyzed the initials and they say it’s a match.”
“If it is in fact him and not Morton, then leaving his initials means he’s wants us to know its him.”
“But maybe it was Morton trying to take the heat off himself by making us believe it was the real Reaper. Maybe that’s why we haven’t seen him.”
Zach rubbed the stubble on his chin with his hand. “I guess he could have been trying to cover his tracks.” Zach could see Jess struggling with the reality.
“I should have sent a car to pick her up for questioning,” she said, her voice cracking.
“Jess, stop. Don’t do that to yourself. But why her? Did he know her family?”
“She had red hair.”
“Oh boy.” Zach groaned until he noticed the look on her face. “And you’re afraid you’re next?”
“I wish I could tell you I’m not, but I am scared.”