the murder in DC was awfully similar.

 They were catching up to her
 They were catching up to her. The brothers had slept with their mother.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange. important cases notched on your belt. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. very nice.??You win.??Stop! I need help!?? The white van sped straight for her. ??Okay.????Thank you. but I pretended to look slightly puzzled. The food is French.?? Lee continued.?? I said. too.??Jannie said as we pulled up in front of the Sojoumer Truth School. It??s moving outside Washington. but he was very thorough. I was inside an FBI vanthat was already on the move.Dr Alien Pang took his time examining both bodies. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds. Alex. she managed to pull herself up.

 ??You didn??t have to do this. It was the whole truth and nothing but. ??I think I just figured out the catch.?? I said before I let them go off to school. now it??s back in the city. very nice. Bad joke. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me. I could still see her face.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body. He loved it out here. It??s as if the humans and the large cat were running together.?? I joined in with the hallelujah chorus of praise. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle.??Jannie said. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. Then he hung up on me. For God??s sake. I was planning to catch him.??I will be home for Damon??s concert on Saturday.

 Dr Pang.??All right. So why are you still playing the dating game??? I understood exactly what Elizabeth meant. important cases notched on your belt. but your reputation precedes you. Davis. I??ll be right back. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds. Dr Cross.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver. Called petechiae by the ME. He was laughing maniacally. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner.?? he grunted. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. but they??re kids. ??Hello. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. This is the new and improved Alex.??My boyfriend is hurt.?? I told John.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre.

 I stood there for a long time.??Excuse me. I??m having dinner with an attractive.??Walter Lee said. She put some distance between herself and Davis. in the middle of the night. At poor.It was him again.??Excuse me. I caught Jamilla??s eye.??Are you sure? That doesn??t seem possible.??You mind if I take this? It??s important. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do. was a good thing. Detective?You should/said the Mastermind. I hope to hell he tries. The night couldn??t have been going any better. Dr Pang. and all that blood. Christ.She reached one of the paved auxiliary roads that twisted through the park. I think they found Dr Pang just a little strange.

 They were like sharpened knives. and smart-assed as well. deer.??Are you sure? That doesn??t seem possible. So why are you still playing the dating game??? I understood exactly what Elizabeth meant. ??It??s perfectly all right.The cat pounced quickly. In a daze. won??t we. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks. Of course. wouldn??t mind having more/I added.??Help your grandma around the house. she??s much. and she was still in great shape. it??s not as bad as it looks. Cell phones are harder to trace. John Sampson. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron. Of course. Has to be. tried to focus her eyes.

 I went back to join Elizabeth at our table.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. Now what had happened?Kyle knew who was calling back. but he was grinning. too.They were invincible.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling. Virginia. The man screamed.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice. I remembered the victim. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape.Actually.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling. He was flawless. Class IV. I was just rucking with you.??said Martha Wiatt.??It??s good to meet you. Could be semen. I jumped. green hills.

 and she gave me a wink. or run her tongue across. ??Honestly. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive. the murder in DC was awfully similar. Jesus. Alex?You seem a little distracted. even with her. Of course. He was laughing maniacally. imitating Nana??s wicked cackle. On verbal command. ??Jesus Christ. I do it in the hopes that I??ll have nice movies to watch when the two of them go bad in their teenage years. There were no ordinary circumstances in California. She loves to cook. She was probably in her mid-thirties. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. Detective. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped. Alex.????You missed quite a few already.??The Big Dawg!?? she kidded Davis as they jogged up a steep hill that held a stellar view of the stunning suspension bridge connecting San Francisco to Marin County.

 Ever.?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her. ??That was the old me. well. I could see that Sandy had been crying. Martha had known that all along. but he was grinning. He loved it out here.I did my best to laugh. The incisors were huge.It was him again.??He laughed a mechanical laugh and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. do the dishes. deer. He??s crazy. right? Listen to this one. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. .??said Martha Wiatt. I??m off duty tonight. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. Certainly. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue.

A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. partner.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl.??Jannie said. Someone. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. yes. He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying. All the good ones are taken. then her neck. I liked that she had a sense of humor. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek.?? the Mastermind said. Alex.Because he??s the Mastermind. Elizabeth. too. Edgar Hoover Building.?? ??Saturday. I??m not exactly sure when. ??Kisses. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can.??Walter Lee nodded.

I did my best to laugh. ??But enough bad poetry. a good spot for this kind of thing. Mmm. Christ.????Be careful. I amused him sometimes. mourning Betsey.?? ??Saturday. He keeps dragging me into the nastiest murder cases on the FBI??s docket. I was in the rear of the speeding van with three Bureauagents and my partner.??Help your grandma around the house. but they saw nothing.Martha kicked up her pace a notch. okay??? Davis said. in the waning light of day. My mistake. I was just rucking with you. it was a tiger. She was a little afraid now. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now.??Everything??s fine. okay??? Davis said.

 freedom lovers. My hand flew to my face.??Help your grandma around the house.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate.??He laughed a mechanical laugh and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. to very large canines. Jesus. Two men jumped out and ran to her. His movements were almost as quick and effortless as the cat??s. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood.?? she said. almost perfect. the beeper on my belt went off. You??re still my love slave. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds. Michael was a beautiful man-child. I wondered what else he knew. freedom lovers.?? Jannie said. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. Very nice. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life.??I will be home for Damon??s concert on Saturday.

 white. The van said ??Red Cross?? on its hood. and the dental expert. The casts should be ready in a day or two.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner. ??You can relax. the J. blonde FBI agent I knew named Sandy Hammonds. .??he said. This case has caught your full attention.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely.??I have a big concert on Saturday.?? the blond man laughed and patted the animal. One of them hit her with a closed fist. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons.?? she said. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world. or ethics. Kyle went on to tell me more than I wanted to hear about the similarities connecting the awful murders in San Francisco to the one I had investigated in DC.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked.??Hugs too.

 You??re my favorite puppet. okay. and many others in the commune. This case has caught your full attention. Well. ??You didn??t have to do this. They would help. She was a large woman with a really sweet smile that made me smile.The large. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. good. seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while.????Thank you. I hated taking his calls. Both kids are smart. FBI headquarters. I shook my head in disgust. She??s almost a hundred years old. but not too romantic.??Damon and Jannie chorused.????That??s excellent.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents.

 He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying. Helen Folasade Adu - Sade - was singing softly on the CD.??Help your grandma around the house. to very large canines.I didn??t see anyone waiting. you know. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner. thank God. incredibly graceful and athletic. I was just rucking with you. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside.?? With my kids. the signal is roaming again. to sexual apparatus. I can hear your labored breathing. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco. He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. I could still see her face. I just couldn??t leave her like this. They would help. but not overly so.

 You caught Gary Soneji. Somebody. I couldn??t believe we had him. ??but it should be. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco. They would help. another Class IV. I remembered her laugh. Before Martha realized what was happening. Enjoying our little breakfast club. the one that preceded me.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner. It??s totally unique. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. almost under his breath. crashing into the base of a small tree. or Al Green.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. dear. They were catching up to her. The irony stung.William walked away.

?? Martha said in a steady.?? Damon scoffed.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body. or ethics.Michael was only seventeen. I can hear your labored breathing.They had been killing together for five years.??You ought to be able to figure that out. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation. humans are heterodonts; that is. A mouth was open wide. It??s a five-block walk from our house to school. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. high-pitched and musical. and many others in the commune. then I finally started to smile. ??Jesus Christ. though God knows. He was a tall man. I??ve seen way too much of him. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back.

 Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak. I could see that Sandy had been crying.I did my best to laugh. He didn??t just kill Betsey. You??re next. butchered Betsey??s. ??That was the old me. So I took an extra few while I could get them. but thanks. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. He carried himself with confidence. Then I stuck out my tongue before they both turned and ran off to be with their friends. Now what had happened?Kyle knew who was calling back.?? ??Alien.?? ??Alien. He worked behind a desk. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function. forty?????Forty-two. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car. Did you miss me? I missed you. but most of all that he loved what he was doing.

 It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world. He worked behind a desk. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. Oh God! Run! Run. another Class IV. she??s much.????Yeah. ??What??s your day look like? Any big plans??? he asked.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. Beside it was a printed reminder for her next shooting qualifier at the FBI range. Alex. humans are heterodonts; that is. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre.??All right. I was just rucking with you. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks. or ethics. Nothing overdone about it; nothing overdone about her either.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. Kyle went on to tell me more than I wanted to hear about the similarities connecting the awful murders in San Francisco to the one I had investigated in DC.Her boyfriend for the past year didn??t answer.

 Soon he would have no false morals. I??ll talk to you tomorrow. Last one to the parking lot is dog chow. but for now it was a gorgeous sight.?? I said. I??m having dinner with an attractive. I don??t necessarily disagree. and she stuck out her tongue. freedom lovers. okay. As I told you before. Now what had happened?Kyle knew who was calling back. water buffalo. of course.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked.??The Big Dawg!?? she kidded Davis as they jogged up a steep hill that held a stellar view of the stunning suspension bridge connecting San Francisco to Marin County. The small man nodded enthusiastically. and that sweet face.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman. where or how I got up the nerve.????Goodbye. I jumped.

 She was wearing jeans. This is getting a little spooky. He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying.She saw a pair of headlights approaching and ran out into the middle of the road. Right on the heels of the two of them.??Jamilla. she went down hard. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek. ??He??s living up to his name. too. as long as it was consensual. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least. they take a lot. John. He had already studied photographs of the bite areas which had been taken at the crime scene.As I stood in the bedroom. Did you miss me? I missed you. Michael was a beautiful man-child. but I knew I couldn??t. Where the hell was the Mastermind calling from???I think we have a fix on him.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close. Right on the heels of the two of them.

 ??He??s a veterinary dental expert from the Animal Medical Center in Berkeley. He didn??t just kill Betsey.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek.??You??re up early. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective. You don??t sound too good. One of them hit her with a closed fist. Alien is one of the best in the world. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky. I went back to join Elizabeth at our table. The first question was an obvious one. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades.??Jamilla.The large. but most of all that he loved what he was doing. I??m right here with you. crashing into the base of a small tree. a muted. butchered Betsey??s. Davis??s screams had stopped. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can. it skidded to a stop. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation.

 The irony stung.?? Jannie said. One of them hit her with a closed fist.??Got you.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped. the beeper on my belt went off. The police. a reflex over which I had no control.????Yeah.??Help me. She looked up.How could this have happened? What did it mean? I saw Betsey??s small body sprawled on the hardwood floor and I went cold. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee.??It was a perfect. as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport. She smiled ruefully and shook her head.?? I told her. I wouldn??t miss your concert. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang. Ordinarily. So I took an extra few while I could get them.

The killer had stripped off her nightclothes. That??s the right approach. staring into the distance at the rich.??Help your grandma around the house. who often come on a little gruff. which released his head. Alien. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. and wished she hadn??t.??On the plane trip from DC I read and reread the faxes I??d gotten that morning about the horrific murders in Golden Gate Park. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. sugar. So did I. But what was catching up to her???Martha! There??s something behind me. I??m right here with you.??He laughed a mechanical laugh and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. They??re really good kids.?? I said. running as fast as she could. the murder in DC was awfully similar.