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intense blaze that started out of nowhere near the back door. There appeared to be nothing near that door that could have accidentally just exploded like that.”
    “How long before you know for sure?” Garrison said.
    “Chances are I won’t even be able to inspect the embers until tomorrow when the area is cooled and safe to investigate.”
    “Let me know as soon as you have information.”
    “If your killer set this blaze to cover his tracks, he didn’t do such a good job,” Macy said. “It was a long shot that the house fire would have destroyed the body.”
    “I’m not so sure the killer wanted the body destroyed,” Garrison said.
    “Why not get rid of the evidence?” she said.
    Malcolm shook his head. “If the body is obliterated, there is no one to admire his handiwork. ”
    Macy’s gaze lingered on the body before she tore it away. “Think he’ll do it again?”
    “I don’t know,” Garrison said.
    She shook her head. “As unpredictable as fires can be, I understand they will kill me if I don’t respect them.” She stared at the draped lifeless body. “Whereas people, well, you never quite know where they are coming from. They are a mystery.”
    Garrison couldn’t tell if she referred to him or the killer. “I don’t want anyone near this body—including your men. The last thing I need is some nutcase trying to copycat this murder.”
    Macy planted her hands on her hips. “A few have already seen it, but I can trust them to keep quiet.”
    Garrison met her gaze. “I’m counting on that.”
    Bristling at his tone, she raised her chin. “You worry about your people and I’ll worry over mine.”
    The fire sparking in her gaze told him if he didn’t back off, they’d land in a full-blown pissing match. Intensely loyal to the men and women who worked for her, Macy would go toe-to-toe with anyone who spoke badly about her “crew.”
    Garrison needed cooperation, not a turf war. And if Garrison was good at anything, it was convincing people to see things his way. He relaxed his stance, trying to cool off her temper. “Have you spoken to the survivors of the fire or the shelter director?”
    “That’s your gig, not mine.” Still defensive, but breathing a bit less fire, she said, “I’m just here to show you the body so I can get back to figuring out how that fire got started.”
    Malcolm dusted imaginary dirt from his hands. “Fair enough.”
    Garrison grinned at Macy. “And when you find out anything about the fire, you’ll let me know.”
    “You’ll be the first.” She walked back toward the throng of fire trucks and let the controlled chaos swallow her.
    “You have a knack for pissing her off,” Malcolm said.
    “It’s a gift.”
    Malcolm muttered an oath. “You dated her once, didn’t you?”
    “Yep. ”
    “Christ, man. Any woman in this city you haven’t dated?”
    “I never lie and I never make promises.”
    “That why all the women love you?” Sarcasm dripped from the words.
    Garrison ignored the comment. “Forensics has been dispatched and should be here soon. The first priority is to run prints and find out the victim’s identity. If by some remote chance the two murders are linked, we need to know.”
    “The killings look as if they were done by different people.”
    “That’s my initial thought.” But he’d let the forensics play out.
    “She looks classy,” Malcolm said. “Doesn’t look like she and the first victim ran in the same circles.”
    “Doesn’t mean they don’t have something in common.” Garrison glanced at the dark roots peeking out from her blond hair. She appeared well nourished and didn’t show any track marks on her arms. Her breasts appeared to have been enhanced by a plastic surgeon. He covered her body with a sheet.
    “Want me to canvas the crowd again?” Malcolm asked.
    “Yeah. And keep on the lookout for that woman in the crowd. She might have doubled back. I’ll talk to the survivors.” Tonight promised to be