PART 3 OF 7
The Man with the Snake Tattoo
Mavenlus DeskFICTION
By sunrise on Christmas Eve, the Miller family home had become a crime scene.
Yellow tape stretched across the porch.
Deputies moved in and out carrying evidence bags.
A forensic technician photographed the cellar.
Shawn stood near the driveway wearing the same navy sweater he had worn when he discovered his parents.
He had not slept.
He did not feel tired.
Not yet.