The 6:20 Man
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She shook her head. “And I thought I had a shitty night. That poor woman.”
“I have something else to tell you.”
“What?”
“I got a message from her killer.”
“Travis!”
He explained about the email he’d gotten that morning, and about the previous one he’d received after Sara Ewes had been killed. And about both messages being untraceable.
“Why would the killer be contacting you?”
“I don’t know, Michelle. I knew both women. That’s the only connection I see. But so did lots of other people.”
“But you and Sara had a thing. You slept together.”
“That’s true,” he conceded.
“And there’s no way to find out who sent the messages?”
“I had a world-class hacker try. And fail. I have someone else trying.”
“This is beyond bizarre.”
“Agreed, but we have to keep pushing forward.” He paused, took a sip of his iced tea, and said quietly, “Look, can you contact Cowl and tell him that I want to talk to him about Stamos’s murder?”
“That’s a little vague, isn’t it?” she replied.
“It’s meant to be.”
She pulled out her phone and texted the message to Cowl. She set her phone down and fingered her Coke. “Where did you go after you left there last night?”
“I went home and started going over the stuff I found. Let me know if you hear back from him.”
“Do you really think he killed Stamos?” she asked.
“Someone sure as hell did, and it wasn’t me.”