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"It’s pretty obvious that our perp is targeting a certain type of woo or a second killer, the victiht around twenty-five She’s not a prostitute She either is an entertainer or works with entertainers"

"That narrows it down Doesn’t he know this is theme park heaven?" one of the cops muttered

Gil Barron obviously overheard, but he didn’t seem disturbed He only s new I can only reiterate e do know We’ve profiled this guy, and we think the murderer is employed, and that he makes a decent incos, which would suggest that Beau Kidd was innocent Theon to them, so either he has a place to stash theed, or perhaps it’s a combination of both It appears that, for the most part, they’ve been snatched fro with the killer with s for the boy next door"

"I hear that Beau Kidd was the typical boy next door," one of the younger officers interjected

"Profiling isn’t an exact science," Gil Barron said He was tall, lean and had an unlined face He didn’t look like the kind of ht "The killer may be married, may even have a fa at the sa that he was no longer a cop, that he didn’t really have a right to be there, Jed voiced his question "What the hell has he been doing for the past twelve years, then?"

Gil Barron nodded in approval of the question "I was just getting to that We’ve pulled records from the national database Three women disappeared and were found in siht years ago God knohy they were never associated with the earlier vics I suppose ht the Interstate Killer was dead and just never thought about him A recent international search pulled up a sio in Jamaica The women--there were three of thehted red And though none of those killings were ever solved, the victiia, the victims took piano lessons from the same teacher In Jamaica, all three woently for so specific that connects our recent victi for the saot up to talk about the autopsies and the change in MO with the last victi broke up then, and Gil Barron found Jed "Good book," he told hied "Don’t beat yourself up It was fiction"

"Yeah Fiction"

Barron ss seeood luck to all of us, huh?"

"Yeah, thanks"

In the , she woke alone

Or alrabbing her covers, and stared at Beau Kidd, as in the ht before

"This is very interesting," he said without preamble "First a woman orked where your cousin works is killed, then a wo in rily

Beau waved a hand disone"

She shook her head, closing her eyes "Get out of et dressed"

"You’re forgetting how important this is," he told her

"Never," she said softly "Like you said, I knew Allison Chesney There’s no way I can forget"

"You are going to the wake, right?"

She arched a brow "You knohen it is?"

"Not for a few days"

"And you know this how?"

"Braden had the television on before he left Oh, and he fed the dog"

"Did he put the coffee on for me?"

Beau smiled "Well, he did make coffee, but I chucked it and started over I know just how you like it"

"Great Now, get out of here Please"

She could only suppose that he had done so, since he disappeared She rolled out of bed, showered, dressed and headed downstairs In the kitchen, she poured coffee, and it was just the way she liked it, dale" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>