Chapter 118
They were eating lunch at The Crown. Frenchy was behind the bar, holding court so Clint was able to join them and Rebecca had ridden back from the crime scene with them. They'd taken the big round table in the far corner so they had room to spread things out. They were past the lunch rush so there really wasn't anyone seated close enough to see or hear what they were doing.
"We're running out of time," Ric said in a low voice. He reached into the thin leather folder he was carrying and pulled out a map, which he opened on the table. "After you gave me the location of this morning's body, I marked it here." He pointed to an X he'd made. "I brought with me the maps showing the kills in Maverick and Zapata Counties as well as the one from Alabama where you were last." He looked at Logan when he said this. "I wanted you all to see the pattern. I think it will help narrow our target area a great deal."