“All of the victims were blond. Ages sixteen to twenty-four.” Colt’s dark eyes cut to me. He didn’t voice his doubts or tell me that wasn’t enough, but I could feel them. So I pressed on. “All athletes, but not just any athletes—the stars. Ones who won state championships or received awards.” Colt leaned forward, setting his takeout containers on the edge of the deck railing. The hook had caught hold. He was really listening now. “They were all incredibly good students, recipients of scholarships, on every kind of honor roll.” “All high achievers,” Colt said, pulling the strands together. I
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