A Proper Burial — Barbara Collins

Excerpt
Officer John Steele didn't want to do it.
He didn't want to tell Ernie and Marie Finley that the police had found their Sarah -- who'd been missing for several days -- dead.
As Steele stood on the doorstep of the Finley's modest, white stucco house, he hesitated to ring the doorbell. It wasn't as if he'd never been the bearer of bad news; like the time he told the Johnsons their son had been found -- just so many body parts -- in the woods of Wild Cat Den State Park. And then there was the Penmark girl who was raped, doused with gasoline and set on fire . . .