Katherine Lincoln Short Story

SUMMARY OF BOOK 2
The murder of Katherine Lincoln filled the citizens of Jackson Heights, with terror. Although the detectives checked every clue, they were no closer to finding the killer than they were the morning they discovered her lifeless body in a pool of blood. They couldn’t quit looking until they arrested the murderer.
BOOK 2
A man walking across the grass called out, “Hey, Ma’am, are you okay? Do you need anything?”
“Of course not,” Marlene said, sarcastically, wiping her tears, “They buried my mother today. How can I be okay?”
“I’m sorry for your loss, but it’s time to lock the gates and go home. Is there anything I can do for you?” He asked, watching Marlene lying on the ground beside the grave, sobbing. Finally, Marlene returned to her car

“Thank you,” she said, going to the patrol car.
Officer Jackson called Detective Wallace to tell him about finding the blood-soaked towels. “Have the car towed to the city impound yard. I’m on my way,” Detective Wallace said.
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While sitting in the office discussing Katherine’s case the phone rang, “Wallace here,” Smiling, he said, “That’s great bring him in we want to meet him.”
Scratching his head when he noticed how excited his partner was, Detective Johnson asked, “What’s that all about?” “Hold your horses, and you’ll see,” he said, as a uniformed officer escorted a handcuffed man into the office, and helped him sit down in a chair before he left. Immediately, both detectives recognized him from the description Mrs. Davis had given them earlier, even to the ski cap and holes in his jacket. “What is your name?” Detective Wallace asked as the man sat with a bewildered look on his face. “The name is Raymond,” he finally said. “What’s the last name?” Detective Wallace asked, nodding his head toward his partner. Detective Johnson knew what the senior detective wanted, and he left the