CHAPTER 151

Lincoln

My ringing cell phone jars me awake. I dig it out of my pocket and see it’s Kurtis from the medical examiner’s office. It’s a little after six in the morning.

“Just got the tox back on your latest and its positive for ketamine.”

“Fuck,” I whisper into my quiet house.

“That was my response too. We knew from the wounds that we’re dealing with the same killer and this pretty much confirms it.”

“Thanks, Kurtis.”

“Sorry, Linc.”

I lean back and prop my feet on the coffee table. “So am I, but like you said, we both knew what we were dealing with. I’ll have a sit down with my supervisor today and go from there.”

“Let me know if you need something from me.”

“Will do.” I yawn before disconnecting.

My feet hit the floor and I walk to the kitchen and the coffee maker. I add the prerequisite amounts of water and coffee grounds, add about half as much more of the coffee, flip the switch, and hit the shower. I’m still exhausted but take little time under the cool water. I shave, try to ignor