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Detective McCoy confirmed that it was the impact that killed the officers and Addy was relieved. Though trauma from a car wreck was not a good way to die she felt it would be better than at the hands of a killer. Means it is only a matter of time before he kills someone.

Her next question was cut off by a voice she did not know. Addy turned and looked at the new arrival. Her eyebrows raised a little. She wasn’t entirely sure he was serious or just had an odd sense of humour.

Her called her beautiful and knew her name and Addy was surprised. She made to hold out her hand for an introduction when Detective McCoy interjected.

Addy lowered her hand and watched the scene play out. She couldn’t help the slight smile of amusement that appeared as the men bantered.

When Dexter stormed off, Addy waved towards his back. “It was nice to meet you, I think...”

She looked back to Detective McCoy. Her eyes moved to the ground, focusing on the trail of blood that he pointed out. She had been too busy looking up that she had not inspected the ground yet.

“Seems likely.”

Addy pulled out her notepad and jotted down a few things. “If he makes it to a main road, no telling where he might go. Do we have any idea who he might contact, if anyone? Anyone write to him in prison? What about visits?”

She gestured over her shoulder towards where Dexter had disappeared. “Quite the character.”

A new voice, this one female added itself to their discussion. Addy looked up to see the woman approaching where they stood.

She said nothing knowing the woman was there for Detective McCoy, not her and not wishing to ruffle feathers. Not all officers were cordial when it came to reporters. Addy could only hope that this woman would work with her as McCoy was. She preferred the police as allies not that she had ever let that stop her from getting her story before.