“Crone’s dead.” “He’s what?” “A garbage man found him at four a.m. He’d been stripped naked and tortured, then somebody had thrown him into a dumpster.” “Jesus Christ,” she said, her heart fluttering. “There was a strong chemical smell off the body. Maybe chloroform. Looks like he was drugged before someone went to work on him.”
Billy Blue Eyes struck again. At least this time he took out another murderer and a pedo
