Dead of Night Author:Brandilyn Collins All words fell way. I pushed myself off the path, noticing for the first time the signs of earlier passage--the matted earth, broken twigs. And I knew. My mouth turned cottony. I licked my lips, took three halting steps. My maddening, visual brain churned out pictures of colorless faces on a cold slab--Debbie Lille, victim number one; Wanda... more » Deminger, number three...He'd been here. Dragged this one right where I now stumbled. I'd entered a crime scene and I could not bear to se what lay at the end...« less