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No cause of death wasfor both at the time the article ritten

"Foul play suspected," she read aloud

She set the first paper down and picked up the most recent one

Abby didn’t care what the police were saying Ruth Seymour, Rupert Holloway and now Felicia Shepherd were all out-of-towners, all found by the river

Serial killer

She shook her head The victiy was so different A serial killer usually liked a type With Ted Bundy, it had been young woone for boys or young men So women--and the businessman had been a ed in soal act?

"Ms Anderson?"

Abby was so startled by the voice that she screa around

To her astonishht, but so that everyone else was out

It was the agent, and he was staring at her frohts had been di rooone, after all

He walked toward her quickly, apologizing as he did "I didn’there?" she demanded "You did scare htened you because of the circuht?"

"What’s that supposed to mean, Mr Gordon?" she asked "A certain a reckless"

"That’s the line at the academy, is it?" he asked

She frowned A sain Who the hell was this man? She didn’t know hi to prove it

"You don’t remember the academy?" she asked him

"Reun below the bar in the strongbox A nice safe place during the business day--hard to get to right now And this guy was probably a full six-foot-four, lean, muscled and hard as nails

Unease slithered alone her spine

Serial killer?

He didn’t look like a serial killer

But, of course, she had just coh the academy, as he’d said So she ell aware that a serial killer could be charh exahtened And you’re thinking that getting your gun frorandfather’s funeral service today, you aren’t carrying your regulation Glock," he said

"I’ve been around this place since I was a kid, Mr Gordon--or whoever you are I’rab one and smash it before you can blink!"

He s "I told you, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to scare you"

"Then perhaps you shouldn’t have been hiding in a darkened restaurant If you needed to speak with ht have stayed around and done so instead of just vanishing"

"I wasn’t hiding in a darkened restaurant--and I didn’t vanish"

Abby arched her brows and looked toward the dining room

"I went down into the tunnel," he told her He took a step toward the bar She reached for a bottle and held it by the neck He stopped, lifting his hands, sht?"

"The grate from the restaurant to the tunnel is locked" She could tell that her voice sounded thin

"Perhaps it’s supposed to be," he said "It wasn’t"

"That tunnel is alhter and thinner

And while she wasn’t arun worn discreetly beneath his jacket She wasn’t sure what kind, because the flap of his jacket was covering it