Walter sat with this for a while.
“The thing in the corner,” he said finally.
“Under the pipe.
” “Do you know what it was?” Calvin’s expression didn’t change, but something in his eyes did, a tightening, a gathering of focus.
“We believe so,” he said.
“There was a missing person’s case filed in December 2003.
A child, 7 years old, filed by a foster family in the district.
” He paused.
“The case was never resolved.
The child was never found.
” Walter put both hands flat on the table and looked
