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As he’d done in her earlier vision, he strode across the roorabbed the woman "You won’t hold out on me!" he shouted "I want it, and I want it now"

"I don’t have it," she said

"You’re a liar! I knohat happened in Galveston that night, and I know that your pretty-boy lover won it I want it, and I want it now!"

"No, it’s mine," she responded

The rest of the scene played itself out, just as it had earlier that day

When the man squeezed the life out of the woman, she went limp He picked her up and threw her down, the same way he had before

Then they both disappeared into the darkness Seconds later, light began to show from the bathroom and the room resumed its earlier appearance She’d been unable to ht seemed to hover directly in front of her She realized she was seeing a woman’s face In dream, in vision, in half sleep, in the torht it would be Rose Langley, the pathetic creature murdered in this room

But it wasn’t It was a face she’d seen in a picture that day

The face of thenow She was sad She looked at Kelsey and whispered, "Too late"

Too late, too late, too late…

There was a whir of flapping black wings in the room, and the sound they made seemed to mock the words that had been spoken

Too late, too late, too late…

The flapping stopped, and the wings seee and create a shape

A man

She saw him only as a silhouette at first Then he turned to her, his expression grave It was Logan Raintree, so tall and lean and solid, his face like chiseled

"You saw a ain, and now she see all around theround, the benches and the nearby power lines and poles

And then he was gone, and the darkness swept around her

When she woke in the , she reley, her vision of Vanessa Johnston

And the appearance of Logan Raintree in her rooe, and a special rooht have been associated with a single killer

Jackson Crow did have all the right connections Logan had been at the one by, and he was familiar with variouslike the way people scurried for Jackson Crow, nor had he been there when an entire facility was dedicated to one pursuit

There were eight gurneys in the rooth of a body

One sheet was almost flat He assumed it covered a victim as little more than bones

One of the bodies had already been in thewith those of Chelsea Martin and Tara Grissourney with Dr Frazier Gaylord, medical examiner He carried a clipboard with his notes on the remains of Chelsea and Tara--and the unknowns The unknowns, of course, had been buried by the county and exhumed by the county, but they had nuh in his discussion of each one Logan kept silent as he followed Jackson and Kelsey The first body was skeletal and the second had no discernible features Medical reports indicated that all the women had been between twenty-two and thirty-five; none had borne children Hair proved to be of every color Five had been Caucasian and tere Hispanic One, according to Gaylord, was Asian--Logan didn’t ask what had given hiirl still had a pretty face beneath the daested

"No, I believe she was Chinese," Gaylord told him "Based on the set of the skull and the cast of the eyes There’s enough left…as you can see"

Kelsey O’Brien hadn’t said a word He liked that about her If she had a question, she asked it If she didn’t, she listened Absorbed

"I’ether," Gaylordat Jackson Crow, "since the cause of death isn’t consistent" He glanced at his notes "There are nicks on this wo that she was stabbed to death Broken hyoid bone in the next one suggests strangulation The young wourney "--was drowned So, we have, in our collection of Jane Does, two strangulations, three stabbings and a drowning And, then, of course, we get to the bodies of the two young women who have been identified, Chelsea Martin and Tara Grisso-city criht have encountered any ht have been er"

"We don’t know yet, Doctor," Crow said "Let’s urneys, those holding the re the same inconsistency of method" Gaylord paused to pull back one of the sheets "Chelsea Martin," he said quietly, "identified from dental records As you can see, there wasn’t much left when she was discovered"

Chelsea Martin had been found in a trash heap in al to the bone here and there, and strands of pretty brown hair attached to the scalp that remained Dr Gaylord pointed to her throat "Hyoid bone broken My guess is that this young wo at the gurneys with their sad burdens Logan found hian: Dead men tell no tales!

Except that the dead could tell tales--when so of the killer stayed behind When there was a shred of physical evidence A hair, fiber, skin cells caught in the fingernails of a murder victim And the dead could tell , who they’d been with…