Back Midnight Betrayal
Chapters (41)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Dedication Page
  4. CONTENTS
  5. CHAPTER 1
  6. CHAPTER 2
  7. CHAPTER 3
  8. CHAPTER 4
  9. CHAPTER 5
  10. CHAPTER 6
  11. CHAPTER 7
  12. CHAPTER 8
  13. CHAPTER 9
  14. CHAPTER 10
  15. CHAPTER 11
  16. CHAPTER 12
  17. CHAPTER 13
  18. CHAPTER 14
  19. CHAPTER 15
  20. CHAPTER 16
  21. CHAPTER 17
  22. CHAPTER 18
  23. CHAPTER 19
  24. CHAPTER 20
  25. CHAPTER 21
  26. CHAPTER 22
  27. CHAPTER 23
  28. CHAPTER 24
  29. CHAPTER 25
  30. CHAPTER 26
  31. CHAPTER 27
  32. CHAPTER 28
  33. CHAPTER 29
  34. CHAPTER 30
  35. CHAPTER 31
  36. CHAPTER 32
  37. CHAPTER 33
  38. CHAPTER 34
  39. CHAPTER 35
  40. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  41. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Isa’s body was found at the house marked by the third star on Zoe’s map.

“I am totally creeped out.” Ianelli shivered. “That is one evil girl.”

“I can’t believe she did the things she did to those girls.” Louisa was still reeling from the discovery that Zoe was behind the murders. The medication was numbing her emotions as well as her pain, which was fine with her.

“She grew up on a farm,” Ianelli said. “She’d slaughtered plenty of animals. She’s physically strong.”

“Who was the second victim?” Conor asked.

“A runaway who’d been hanging around the university. Zoe picked her because she fit her basic physical description,” Jackson said.

“I still can’t wrap my brain around it.” Conor shook his head.

“She’s been pretty cooperative in questioning,” Ianelli said. “She also stole an ID from an employee out on leave and bought a stack of general admission passes to the museum to gain access in the daytime. She’d mapped out every surveillance camera. The guards’ patrols were very routine. Working around their patrols wasn’t difficult. Since she routinely helped coworkers with their computers, she knew several people’s passwords and logins. She’d stashed changes of clothes in the apparel storage room, including a pair of coveralls from the cleaning service, and borrowed wigs from the museum’s collection to use as disguises.”

“What will happen to her now?” Louisa shivered. Conor tugged the white blanket up to her chin, took her hand in his, and rubbed her cold fingers.

“I’m not sure whether they’ll play innocent or insane.” Ianelli shoved his hands into his pockets.

“She’s not insane.” Jackson unwrapped a piece of gum. “And the evidence is piling up.”

Louisa tried to concentrate, but the pain was reaching a crescendo. She wanted more answers before she tapped her morphine drip. “What about Professor English?”

Jackson’s jaw sawed on his gum with determination. “He’s up on charges, just not for murder. We’re not sure how that will pan out. English didn’t sell or distribute his home movie collection. The DA has to prove the girls weren’t aware they were being filmed. Isa and Riki are both dead. They have to identify the other girls and get them to testify. The professor had dozens of videos on his computer, and it seems like he used grants and the teaching assistant position as rewards for sex. In the past twelve years, he’s never had a male TA. He could end up serving a couple of years. Most likely, the case’ll drag out until nobody cares.”

“His career is over, regardless.” Conor was watching her, his eyes intent, as if he could sense her increasing level of pain.