Hard Return
“the voice on the phone said. “The SUV they found at the trailhead, that was another trailhead. Not the Devil’s Canyon trail. In fact, it was several miles away.”
“Yes, the Jeep Cherokee. But was it his?”
Silence on the other end of the line.
“I’m sorry,” he added. “I didn’t mean to imply that you don’t know what you’re doing. You do think it was his, though?”
“Actually, we think he stole the Cherokee, but in the scheme of things, that hardly matters, does it?” A pause. “For my own edification I’d like to ask you: What part of ‘mission accomplished’ don’t you understand?” The man on the phone waited for this to sink in. Then he said, “DNA doesn’t lie. Fingerprints don’t lie. You have the envelope, right? There is your proof.”
“Yes, I know that, but you’re sure you have no idea where the body is? Shouldn’t we at least find out?”
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