“We need to move fast,” Dan said. “We have to stop him before he kills again. We can’t let the city fall into this fantasy.”

“I agree. That means we need to find the puzzle pieces. When I finish at the morgue, I’m going to continue door-to-door and walk around sketches of Dr. Neil Browne.” He hesitated. “Naturally, we have a host of agents and police out day and night. But this guy is striking by darkness.” He hesitated again. “I’d have them putting an alarm on Katie’s place, too, but I’m not sure it would guarantee safety. The old Axeman chiseled major gaps in door panels and used any conceivable entrance. The dogs and the cameras—and patrols watching through the night—seem to be our best defense. Of course, she could leave her house for a while.”

Dan spoke up. “You know I’m not leaving her.”

“Right. And don’t. But still, we may need to look at somewhere safer for her to stay.”

“Yeah,” Dan said. “But she loves her place. It’s right next to the stables.”

“But she’s not going to work today.”

“No.”

“Someone knows something, Dan.”

“I’m on it.”

They ended the call. Dan started coffee and then put a call through to Corey Crest in tech support at FDLE.

“Corey, I need help again,” he said.

“You got it,” Corey promised.

“Okay, I need anything at all you can find out about Lou Delaney, George Calabria...and also any info we got on Jennie and Dr. Neil Browne.”

“Dan, we didn’t get any info on Jennie or Neil Browne. That’s why many people didn’t believe that they existed.”

“Someone else down there had to have seen them,” Dan said.

“I’ll try to get you what I have on the other two men, but I’d say I’m not going to get anything new. Delaney has been dead for twelve years. Calabria... We had what we had six years ago, and after the trial, he left the state.”

“Thanks, Corey. Anything is deeply appreciated.”

“You got it. I hear the killer struck again. A woman, and her body was found in an old cemetery that was just about condemned.”

“Yes.”

“You knew her?”

“No, but we believe that it was Jennie.”

“Jennie! Then, she did exist.”

“So it seems. Anyway, thank you. Get back to me.”

“Will do.”

He ended the call and saw that Katie had come downstairs. She looked to have showered and dressed for the day in leggings and a tunic. She looked pale, as if she was suddenly afraid to greet him.

“Hey,” he said. “I put coffee on.”

“Uh...great,” she said. Now her cheeks looked like little rose blossoms.

“They haven’t found anything on Jennie yet, her real identity. I believe she stayed under the radar. Axel is heading to the autopsy.”

“Are you?”