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"I don’t know I think so Could you look for me?"

Hell, no! That’s what my inner voice screamed Usually I listen to it This tiuy, sometimes I’m quite dim

"Listen," I told the woman "Just stay there, okay? Don’tside of the street in front of the house the wo," she said "And charrees inside rees and huoing to be ’s off now"

"Where is your boyfriend?"

She sat down on the grass boulevard facing ht he was the one"

"Miss?"

She began rocking from side to side while she stared at her distorted reflection in the door She earing white pants and a white shirt Both were stained with feces, urine, and, I was guessing, dried blood There appeared to be feces and blood on her bare feet as well

"Ma’a a hand over her shoulder toward the house It was one of those 120,000 starter homes that people stay in for thirty years, a ra by the Audi and followed the narrow, S-shaped concrete path to the front door The door was open A heavy odor of decaying garbage greeted h the screen A body dressed in blue jeans and a red T-shirt was sprawled in the center of the rooht No, it wasn’t red It was a white shirt soaked in dried blood I had an unobstructed view of the ots And flies Flies everywhere

My gag reflex kicked in hard I put my hand over my mouth and turned away

The police cruiser ca on his brakes as if he were a He was out of the car before his siren died away The only thing that slowed him doas the immense wall of heat that smacked him upside the head the moment he opened the door It had been only four minutes since I used my cell phone to call it in and already the back of my polo shirt was saturated with sweat

"Baumbach, APD," he barked

APD? my inner voice asked

"I called the Coon Rapids Police Department," I said

"This is Anoka, son"

No wonder I couldn’t find Meyer’s house I was in the wrong city