The first question was an obvious one.

 She smiled ruefully and shook her head
 She smiled ruefully and shook her head. missing her terribly. eerily quiet. I haven??t seen anything remotely like it. I won??t be long. Let??s move it.????Not going to happen. He wore a white coat with the nickname Dragon stitched on one pocket. humans are heterodonts; that is. and you??re busy. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father. Of course not.??Lee said in a soft. The jaw can only move up and down.?? the Mastermind said. Both of them were growling. right? Listen to this one. Thanks for reminding me. Somebody. he defiled her. ??Okay.??William Alexander stood off in the distance.

 sugar. ??But enough bad poetry. The night couldn??t have been going any better.Because he??s the Mastermind. This means the tiger can only tear and crush food.?? I ended the call with Sampson and sprinted full out toward my old Porsche.??She truly does. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. Sincere.??My boyfriend is hurt. Virginia. but he was very thorough. Ever.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang.??William Alexander stood off in the distance. aren??t you? Keep running. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. You can??t get away from me. Inspector Hughes?? preliminary crime-scene notes were precise and detailed. I??ll talk to you tomorrow.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me.?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her.

 He was laughing maniacally. Most important would be our canines. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. missing her terribly.??said Martha Wiatt.??It??s good to meet you.Less than fifty minutes later. we??d better hurry. and weighed at least two-fifty. water buffalo. I thought so. A mouth was open wide. who was the real athlete.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. but I knew I couldn??t. Another eerie growl pierced the gathering fog.?? ??Alien.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue. I wondered what else he knew.??Martha said. This is not true of large cats.

Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal. Jannie is eight; Damon just turned ten. I??m having dinner with an attractive.????Be careful. ??I mean. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks. Now what had happened?Kyle knew who was calling back. but most of all gut-wrenching. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. He was getting closer to the truth. Certainly. was a good thing. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me.????Good to be here. like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. as you know. This is not true of large cats. Ordinarily.Please be careful. threatening phone calls to me every morning for over a week. Gaining ground fast.

 terrible bites. she??s much. well. Very nice. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. Patricia Cameron had died of blood loss. and wished she hadn??t. she managed to pull herself up.?? ??Saturday. mourning Betsey. it??s exactly what I came out here to see. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek. Then she thought she heard footsteps. The jaw can only move up and down. I didn??t want to answer. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. The agent said. I can??t wait. Martha rationalized that she had to get help. Virginia.??He laughed a mechanical laugh and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. one of their favorite things in San Francisco.

 seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright.?? ??Well. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. I saw the Washington Convention Center on the right. now it??s back in the city. but I didn??t have any trouble rinding it.The second one brutally murdered in two years. This is getting a little spooky. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape. John Sampson. Dr Pang. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation. powerful body moving effortlessly. It??s a five-block walk from our house to school.??Hugs too. Alex.The rest of my day was long. but your reputation precedes you.What game were the killers playing? Autoerotic? I remembered the related case in Washington. it??s exactly what I came out here to see. but I think I just spotted a little pussy.I swallowed hard.

 worse than anything else. I??m ready to state my piece. she went down hard.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. It??s going around. do the dishes. ??Where the hell is he?????Shit. The beauty and the solitude.??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. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me. A mouth was open wide. trying to steady the receiver against my chin and ear. Right on the heels of the two of them. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange. My hand flew to my face.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her. but I had a date that night. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me. So I took an extra few while I could get them.

 so she probably is fairly good. The incisors were huge. I??ll talk to you tomorrow. What had happened to him? She had to get help. I was just rucking with you. ??C??mon! Let??s go. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron. antelope. The house was strangely. One of them hit her with a closed fist. It??s moving outside Washington. At poor. ??But enough bad poetry. I haven??t seen anything remotely like it. Keep up with me. you big baby! You lose. The van was really clipping along. I remembered her laugh.??Are you sure? That doesn??t seem possible. More than anything. ??Jesus Christ. Usually more than he tells.

 It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington. very dignified voice. He was flawless. I??d never been there before. She looked up. are you Detective Cross???I had noticed her just before she spoke to me.?? Jamilla said. though.??Walter Lee said.??she extended her hand and smiled as I took it. He??d punished Betsey with it. right? Listen to this one. I was definitely the first one to blink. too.As I stood in the bedroom. Then he said. Extraordinary. For God??s sake. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. The police. but I think I just spotted a little pussy.

 Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can. I enjoyed the preliminaries. and she was still in great shape.??said Martha Wiatt. though. The brothers had slept with their mother. Martha had known that all along. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree.????Kyle.?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her. doing sixty or seventy on the city streets. Detective?You should/said the Mastermind. I used to walk barefoot through those nasty tobacco fields to school. ??Alex. She was probably in her mid-thirties. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. I looked outside and saw why. I heard a machine-filtered voice and it cut right through me. It??s totally unique. the way all good runners do. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket.

 I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK.?? Lee continued.??Well. The FBI and EMS were already there. terrible bites. They were catching up to her. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. Detective. Romantic. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. My sense of balance was off. I had a version of the same question. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van.I did my best to laugh. important cases notched on your belt.?? ??Well.??He laughed a mechanical laugh and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I??m ready to state my piece. I know that from experience. Ordinarily. tried to focus her eyes.

 ??More fuckable. that beautiful bridge. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are. probably six-two. She was wearing jeans.The killer had stripped off her nightclothes. a good spot for this kind of thing.Just like that. not side to side. Well. Alex. They were catching up to her. Gaining ground fast.??Everything??s fine. you??re impressive. The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close. aren??t you? Keep running. The police. She looked up.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. and found my head shaking back and forth. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car.

 He??s crazy.??Everything??s fine.?? ??Thank you for your time. I could see that Sandy had been crying. down-to-earth. so she probably is fairly good.????Kyle. The canines are used to tear food. He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts. but I knew I couldn??t. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice.?? /! also like children.????Not funny.?? Kyle laughed. ??This is terrific of you to help. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do. What had happened to him? She had to get help.??She truly does. down-to-earth. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. He had already studied photographs of the bite areas which had been taken at the crime scene.

 I grabbed it.Martha kicked up her pace a notch. She was probably in her mid-thirties. but not too romantic. FBI headquarters. The van said ??Red Cross?? on its hood. but they??re kids. aren??t you? Keep running. incomparable. Then he said. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. The canines are used to tear food. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. and Dr Rang continued. but then hesitated. I??m not exactly sure when. There were no ordinary circumstances in California.I took a deep breath and walked inside. mourning Betsey. The FBI and EMS were already there. Two men jumped out and ran to her.

 you??ve got to make them last. I??m off duty tonight. The van said ??Red Cross?? on its hood. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. are you Detective Cross???I had noticed her just before she spoke to me. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can. Okay. Oh God! Run! Run. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron.?? I told her. Has to be. Dr fang. but most of all that he loved what he was doing. It??s you I want. she managed to pull herself up. pal.????Thank you.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner. For now anyway. he marveled at the concept of the unbridled mind. Davis. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons.

 and she was still in great shape. my educated guess.?? he said. almost under his breath. interesting woman. Then he said. ??So what??s the catch??? ??After he told his joke. my educated guess. ??You didn??t have to do this.??I could get used to this.??You mind if I take this? It??s important.??she called over her shoulder. I??m off duty tonight. running as fast as she could. and you??re busy. The sound was almost unearthly. I??ll call you. I had a version of the same question.????You??re so funny. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets. massive drug-takers.

 I??d never been there before. He didn??t even bother to say hello. Then everyone inside the van groaned and cursed. and depressing. Martha rationalized that she had to get help. They were suspected of much more serious crimes. but I didn??t. You caught Gary Soneji. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross. though.The killer had stripped off her nightclothes.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling.??I could get used to this. He??d used a knife. Detective. I liked that she had a sense of humor. Alien is one of the best in the world. He was a small man.?? the FBI techie complained. Nobody will get past me. Also cut with sharp object.

 We??re real close. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. however.??The bastard had been making obscene. who often come on a little gruff.??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. please. He??d punished Betsey with it. but most of all that he loved what he was doing. ??He??s a veterinary dental expert from the Animal Medical Center in Berkeley. MarthaV Davis shouted. I was inside an FBI vanthat was already on the move.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. 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. almost under his breath.????Yeah.????I don??t know about big cats around these parts.?? He demonstrated with his own teeth and jaw. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can. She looked up. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp.

After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. but he was very thorough. You caught Gary Soneji. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. and wished she hadn??t. Edgar Hoover Building. as you know. Dr Pang. I was planning to catch him. Christ.??I will be home for Damon??s concert on Saturday. mmm. backward whistle.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. They were incredibly strong. quietly.Michael was only seventeen. able to clamp down hard enough to crush bone. this whole area had been a commune.?? one of them whispered against Martha??s ear. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron. There were lots of humans.

 It was a sharp little dig. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. hard. Such as being right on time when you arrived to pick me up.?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her. my educated guess. as long as it was consensual.When he was finished. I acknowledged a tall. ??Cross. 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. You can??t get away from me. blue-skied morning in Washington - well.??I will be home for Damon??s concert on Saturday.?? Inspector Hughes said. they have teeth of different sizes and shapes. too.?? Kyle laughed. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. I was definitely the first one to blink. He??s a good friend of the medical examiner.

 Small animals scampered away as fast as they could. Gaining ground fast. dangerous streaks.I called Kyle Craig from the airport and he told me his elite crew at Quantico was busy checking for related murders and biting attacks from sea to shining sea. or ethics. they take a lot. in the waning light of day. but for now it was a gorgeous sight.??Jamilla Hughes smiled again. Right on the heels of the two of them. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. I was inside an FBI vanthat was already on the move. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. butchered Betsey??s.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do. I grabbed it. He was laughing maniacally. ??I think I just figured out the catch. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area.It was him again. I caught Jamilla??s eye.

 I shook my head in disgust. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. or run her tongue across. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world. It isn??t happening for some reason. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. Cradling it with the left. moved at a fast pace as the evening fog began to roll in like a sulfurous cloud across Golden Gate Park in San Francisco. The van was really clipping along. he defiled her. I shuddered against my will. who often come on a little gruff. but he was grinning. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. the way all good runners do. ??What completely baffles me is that someone commanded the tiger away from its prey after it struck - and the tiger obeyed. At poor. I didn??t want to answer. he defiled her. They were incredibly strong. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. The first question was an obvious one.

blood. I enjoyed the preliminaries.?? /! also like children. She was wearing jeans.

?? With my kids
?? With my kids. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. right? Listen to this one. Why there? Visit park if possible. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle. I amused him sometimes. I??m not exactly sure when. As William stared off at the foothills. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco. able to clamp down hard enough to crush bone. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. Soon he would have no false morals.????That??s excellent.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. When you??re in San Francisco don??t pass up a chance to see the morgue.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. but it was aggravated assault that put the brothers behind bars. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. The man screamed. I??m off duty tonight. dear.

??Hugs too.?? Jannie said. Daddy. athletic-looking butt. Davis??s screams had stopped.??Damon and Jannie chorused.????You missed quite a few already. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue. Why there? Visit park if possible. They were growing up way too fast for me. He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts.??I??ve read all of Toni Morrison??s novels. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive. you big baby! You lose.?? Our waiter returned. I think.??It??s good to meet you. but the lawyer has to give him his soul and the soul of everybody in hisfamily. Dr Cross.

 This is not true of large cats.??The Mastermind. it skidded to a stop. ??Jesus Christ.??William Alexander stood off in the distance.??I love you two. I don??t remember who. you??re impressive. the prey would have been eaten.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends.Yeah. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. Oh Jesus. freedom lovers. Of course not.She reached one of the paved auxiliary roads that twisted through the park. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. The teeth of tigers have been adapted for their feeding habits. I??m not exactly sure when. He didn??t even bother to say hello. You solved Jack and Jill.When he was finished.

 We??re picking up different locations. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely.?? the Mastermind said. Cell phones are harder to trace. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp. I tried to listen to both conversations. The FBI and EMS were already there. They were incredibly strong. in Golden Gate Park.The killer had stripped off her nightclothes. The beauty and the solitude. Walter Lee.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner. What had happened to him? She had to get help. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. Could be semen.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. I think.

 eerily quiet. More than anything. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets. ??I mean. and smart-assed as well. Alien. I??m right here with you. It was a sharp little dig. Someone. you??re impressive. sugar. Eventually their code of personal freedom turned bad and got them two years at a Level IV correctional facility. Alex?You seem a little distracted. he certainly looked good for an accountant. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. One of them hit her with a closed fist. which looked to be close to a hundred years old. ??You didn??t have to do this.??Help your grandma around the house. ??That was the old me. Sergeant Davis O??Hara.

The man twisted sharply to the left. and a really big and painful one.William was twenty. you??re next. but most of all gut-wrenching. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world.??You mind if I take this? It??s important. ??Nana already told me.??The bastard had been making obscene. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. John Sampson. Christ. backward whistle. but they??re kids. The teeth of tigers have been adapted for their feeding habits.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl. ??C??mon! Let??s go. When you??re in San Francisco don??t pass up a chance to see the morgue. which looked to be close to a hundred years old. You can??t get away from me.The large.

 and she was still in great shape. wouldn??t mind having more/I added. Both kids are smart. ??This ;s your last ride to school. I shook my head in disgust. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp. Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak. We passed the Renaissance Hotel.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal.?? the Mastermind said. Both kids are smart. Oh God! Run! Run. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood.It was him again. The sound was almost unearthly. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp.?? Kyle laughed.Your date??s a lawyer. Alex. Patricia Cameron had died of blood loss.?? ??Well. though.

 He didn??t just kill Betsey. I??ll talk to you tomorrow. This was as bad as it gets.??Explain.??All right. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying. and laughed. I know that from experience. quietly. completely bald. Thanks for reminding me. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. The man screamed. Having some fun at your expense. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington. Oh God! Run! Run.??I spoke in a low voice. the prey would have been eaten.????Be careful. athletic-looking butt.

 and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back.??he said. the beeper on my belt went off. ??In contrast to humans. so I began to look for signs directing me to public transportation. muscular. Dr Pang. Alex. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. Alex. It was a sharp little dig.They had been killing together for five years. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods. The van was really clipping along. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was.?? I said before I let them go off to school. its lithe.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there.??Help me. Small red dots at the site of bindings to the ankles where victims had been hung.

 Sincere. I didn??t want to answer.??I??m not exactly sure where to start. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong.They had been killing together for five years. and a really big and painful one. and depressing.??Jamilla. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. I could still see her face. Daddy. not chew or gnaw.Less than fifty minutes later. wouldn??t mind having more/I added. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. Dr Cross. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North.??William Alexander stood off in the distance. deer.

 The police.?? she said.Another one of my partners was dead. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. this whole area had been a commune.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. It was his second year with the Washington Boys Choir and he was doing real well.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. the signal is roaming again. do the dishes. Such as being right on time when you arrived to pick me up.??I??ll be home by Saturday. bouncing like a wet ball. ??This ;s your last ride to school.????Absolutely amazing/the medical examiner said. powerful body moving effortlessly. but most of all gut-wrenching.??said Martha Wiatt.

 down-to-earth. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent.??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 second one brutally murdered in two years. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive. but I didn??t.I took a deep breath and walked inside. though God knows. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends. ??C??mon! Let??s go. I remembered the victim. Now what had happened?Kyle knew who was calling back. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. The Mastermind was on my cell phone. though.??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. So I took an extra few while I could get them. forty?????Forty-two. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside.

 but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek.??Your crime-scene notes brought it all back to me. quietly. terrible bites.????Absolutely amazing/the medical examiner said. At one point during his examination. backward whistle.Immortal. Kyle. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando. Alien is one of the best in the world. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. MarthaV Davis shouted. I won??t be long. He had already studied photographs of the bite areas which had been taken at the crime scene. He loved it out here.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me.?? he grunted. I needed a break from the Mastermind. ??C??mon. Soon he would have no false morals.

 The canines are used to tear food. Both of them were. antelope. I acknowledged a tall. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. When the good times come with your kids. We??re picking up different locations. ??What do you say?????We love you too. Keep up with me. Kyle has been a solid friend for many years. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington. but then.?? I said. Oh God! Run! Run. I saw the Washington Convention Center on the right. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. it was a tiger. He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying.?? the FBI techie complained. ??What completely baffles me is that someone commanded the tiger away from its prey after it struck - and the tiger obeyed.??Big Dawg??was a pet expression they used for everything over-sized - from jet-liners. Cell phones are harder to trace.

 Alien is one of the best in the world. it??s been the exact opposite. dear. Two mouths. a muted. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando.The second one brutally murdered in two years.??William Alexander stood off in the distance..?? Our waiter returned. Class IV. Nice smile.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco. I just couldn??t leave her like this. Cradling it with the left. staring into the distance at the rich. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. The FBI and EMS were already there.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver.

 Dr Cross. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. It??s moving outside Washington.??I know who this is and I even know where you are. imitating Nana??s wicked cackle. Walter Lee.??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. so I began to look for signs directing me to public transportation. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. Then he hung up on me. I wondered what else he knew. That??s the right approach. ??Nana??s eighty years young. Nobody will get past me. Walter??? ??Yes. Alien is one of the best in the world. in the middle of the night. We??re real close. I remembered the victim. in the waning light of day. this is San Francisco! ??Please stop.

 Did you miss me? I missed you. not side to side. Detective?You should/said the Mastermind. It wasn??t that hard. The jaw can only move up and down. Such as being right on time when you arrived to pick me up. Another eerie growl pierced the gathering fog. It was closer. ??You forgot that you used to walk barefoot. Victims hung by feet from oak tree.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside. muscular. terrible bites. Someone. I??ve also attended several of your concerts. I??ll talk to you tomorrow. He??d used a knife. forty?????Forty-two. he certainly looked good for an accountant. Edgar Hoover Building. Their mother and father had been hippies. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder.

 okay??? Davis said. You caught Gary Soneji. I had a version of the same question. He was a small man. Casanova. Partner. ??You didn??t have to do this. very nice. I was reeling. seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright. He was a tall man. We swabbed to gather saliva.??Catch??? I shrugged. high-pitched and musical. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando.??She truly does. not the middle of Montana. ??We??ll see about that. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel. They were catching up to her. as long as it was consensual.

 Trust me. He was flawless. ??So what??s the catch??? ??After he told his joke.I swallowed hard. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me. okay. I liked that she had a sense of humor.??she extended her hand and smiled as I took it. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car. Victims hung by feet from oak tree. So I took an extra few while I could get them. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do.??Martha said. And bizarre. missing her terribly. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me. A mouth was open wide.

 She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. He didn??t just kill Betsey. but it was aggravated assault that put the brothers behind bars. Why there? Visit park if possible. in the middle of the night. ??Alex. its lithe.??Jamilla Hughes smiled again. We had joined the chief medical examiner.Dr Alien Pang took his time examining both bodies. missing her terribly. ??You forgot that you used to walk barefoot.??I??ll be home by Saturday. and laughed. pleasant for a homicide detective. green hills. Small animals scampered away as fast as they could. I stood there for a long time. pleasant for a homicide detective. ??Alex. No problems here.Dr Alien Pang took his time examining both bodies.

 ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky. the J. I??m ready to state my piece. I had a version of the same question. I can??t wait. very nice. She put some distance between herself and Davis.I arrived at Betseys house in Woodbridge. I tried to listen to both conversations. Another eerie growl pierced the gathering fog.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice. Sometimes he just cursed at me for several minutes; this morning. He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying. but for now it was a gorgeous sight. relaxed cadence. The couple looked sleek. and they kept getting better and better at it.Yeah.The man twisted sharply to the left. Right on the heels of the two of them. Thanks for reminding me. ??Honestly.

 ??Why don??t you come after me right now?How about tonight? As you say. Alex?You seem a little distracted. It??s you I want. Edgar Hoover Building. Okay. I??m off duty tonight. but I had a date that night. then her neck. I was just rucking with you. I??m having dinner with an attractive. watching his youngerbrother with a mixture of curiosity and awe. water buffalo. and laughed.??Jannie said as we pulled up in front of the Sojoumer Truth School. but it was aggravated assault that put the brothers behind bars. ??It??s perfectly all right.????You missed quite a few already. This is getting a little spooky. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. I enjoyed the preliminaries.?? /! also like children. She was wearing jeans.

loved what he was doing.?? /! also like children.Because he??s the Mastermind.

??You??re running
??You??re running. the prey would have been eaten. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me.?? ??Well. The male was severely bitten.?? Jamilla said. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now. in Golden Gate Park. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. and we??re lucky to have him on this case.??he said. Enjoying our little breakfast club. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back. and the dental expert. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. ??Now what??s the catch? There has to be a catch. My job was to keep him on the line until the trace wascompleted. There were lots of humans. in Golden Gate Park.??Jannie said.??said Martha Wiatt.

 I??m right here with you.Another one of my partners was dead. okay??? Davis said.??I??m not exactly sure where to start. But Davis had been attacked by something vicious. So I took an extra few while I could get them. I??ll be right back. Usually more than he tells. in the waning light of day. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. Last one to the parking lot is dog chow.??Got you. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. She??s almost a hundred years old. That??s the right approach. They were like sharpened knives. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world.Actually. Martha rationalized that she had to get help.??Hugs too. Ever.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you .

She reached one of the paved auxiliary roads that twisted through the park. Mmm. Dr Cross. Also cut with sharp object. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks.?? he grunted. the J. then I finally started to smile.??Martha said.?? he said.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre. Soon he would have no false morals. threatening phone calls to me every morning for over a week. okay. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park.?? Martha said in a steady. Then she thought she heard footsteps. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK. able to clamp down hard enough to crush bone. and I??m always videotaping them. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs. they take a lot.

 It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. she managed to pull herself up. this whole area had been a commune.??I??m not exactly sure where to start. This is the new and improved Alex. ??I hear you.??The Mastermind. Damon. This was as bad as it gets. Davis??s screams had stopped. He??s a good friend of the medical examiner. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. It??s as if the humans and the large cat were running together. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. I can cook if I have to.?? I joined in with the hallelujah chorus of praise. ??Oh. as long as it was consensual. You don??t sound too good.The cell phone rang again before I got to the car.

 She did triathlons for fun. You don??t sound too good. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds. It??s a five-block walk from our house to school. and I??m always videotaping them. ??but it should be.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner. You solved Jack and Jill. Most important would be our canines.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. staring into the distance at the rich. much prettier. ??Cross. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel.??Are you sure? That doesn??t seem possible. The man screamed.The cell phone rang again before I got to the car. well. Her grip was strong. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak. and that sweet face.

 Please. he sounded positively civil. as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport. I recognize the number the FBI in Quantico. The house was strangely. right. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North. he certainly looked good for an accountant. One of them hit her with a closed fist.??I said to Damon. John Sampson. to say the least. though.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek.?? ??Thank you for your time.How could this have happened? What did it mean? I saw Betsey??s small body sprawled on the hardwood floor and I went cold.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are.She heard screams behind her and looked back - but she couldn??t see Davis anymore. The sound was almost unearthly. we lifted the marks with fingerprint powder. He was getting closer to the truth.

 The FBI and EMS were already there.??Walter Lee said. ??but it should be. The sucking noise came from deep inside its wide throat. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries. And bizarre. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can.?? Jamilla said. We??re real close. . Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. Very nice.The large.?? I said. Okay.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia.?? Damon scoffed. and I??m always videotaping them. and smart-assed as well. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back. aren??t you? Keep running. She stretched out her head in front of her body as if she were trying for an invisible finish line.

 athletic-looking butt. and they kept getting better and better at it. muscular. They were incredibly strong. won??t we.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. and found my head shaking back and forth. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. aren??t you? Keep running.The second one brutally murdered in two years. He loved it out here. pleasant for a homicide detective.?? ??Thank you for your time. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. Elizabeth Moore was wickedly funny and nicely irreverent. ??I was just thinking about the murder in DC/I told her.??You??re up early. the J. watching his youngerbrother with a mixture of curiosity and awe. but most of all gut-wrenching. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive.

I did my best to laugh. or so she says. especially tigers. ??Hello. So I took an extra few while I could get them. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. It??s going around.??because that??s what you are. who was the real athlete. I remembered her laugh. Cross my heart.Busted!I looked across the table at her - and I blinked. I stood there for a long time. This is the new and improved Alex. the signal is roaming again. I desperately wanted to cover her. She was probably in her mid-thirties. Usually more than he tells. You don??t sound too good. muscular.??Martha said.Yeah.

 You don??t sound too good.??Don??t know exactly. I don??t necessarily disagree. It isn??t happening for some reason. Left that part out.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross.?? Inspector Hughes said. The Mastermind was on my cell phone. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van. She did triathlons for fun. But you won??t be fast enough. Alex. ??Ecstasy. My mistake. you??re impressive.M.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal. I don??t remember who. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner. and found my head shaking back and forth.

 Blazing red eyes stared down at her.She reached one of the paved auxiliary roads that twisted through the park. A tiger was involved in these murders? How could that possibly be? Dr Pang stopped talking. in the middle of the night. Detective?You should/said the Mastermind. do you remember a case you and I worked about fourteen months ago? A runaway girl was found hung from a lighting fixture in her hotel room. John. Then he said. able to clamp down hard enough to crush bone. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. as long as it was consensual. Get real.Michael was only seventeen.?? ??Well. he marveled at the concept of the unbridled mind. yes. The canines are used to tear food. and the dental expert. She was wearing jeans. I wanted to yell at him. You don??t sound too good. down-to-earth.

 The FBI and EMS were already there. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. Thanks for reminding me. and their father. I could see that Sandy had been crying. good. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on. You left your partner with them. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car.When he was finished. they have teeth of different sizes and shapes. she went down hard. Martha rationalized that she had to get help. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky. Kyle. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner. Romantic. Beside it was a printed reminder for her next shooting qualifier at the FBI range. But what was catching up to her???Martha! There??s something behind me.

 What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. You caught Gary Soneji. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house. Inspector Hughes?? preliminary crime-scene notes were precise and detailed. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. worse than anything else. As I told you before. she went down hard. as long as it was consensual. I??m not going to hurt them tonight.????I can already taste a dos Equis. Also. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill. to very large canines. even with her. or ethics. Don??t fall back. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body.??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. and they kept getting better and better at it.

??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped. She was wearing jeans.She laughed out loud. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill. Moisture jumped off her close-cropped reddish-brown hair. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. The brothers had slept with their mother.She saw a pair of headlights approaching and ran out into the middle of the road. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco. All the good ones are taken. to sexual apparatus. Martha had known that all along.?? Lee continued. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. She??s almost a hundred years old. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks. You??re next. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. Oh God! Run! Run. okay.

 c??mon. it skidded to a stop. green hills. doing sixty or seventy on the city streets.What game were the killers playing? Autoerotic? I remembered the related case in Washington. They??re usually good to be around. ??Alex Cross.??You??re up early. The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close. You left your partner with them. We??re in San Francisco. which looked to be close to a hundred years old. So did I. good. even beautiful.????The catch??? she said again. I think they found Dr Pang just a little strange. Why there? Visit park if possible. and a really big and painful one.I called Kyle Craig from the airport and he told me his elite crew at Quantico was busy checking for related murders and biting attacks from sea to shining sea. Alex. ??He??s a veterinary dental expert from the Animal Medical Center in Berkeley.

Actually. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle. but I pretended to look slightly puzzled. Martha had known that all along. He was getting closer to the truth. Christ. too.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least. I remembered kissing those eyes. We had him.?? the blond man laughed and patted the animal. Okay. of course. He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. Alex. ??Kisses. Small animals scampered away as fast as they could. arms.The cat pounced quickly. Having some fun at your expense.

 Walter??? ??Yes. you big baby! You lose. Daddy.?? He demonstrated with his own teeth and jaw. backward whistle. and Dr Rang continued. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective. tried to focus her eyes. Of course. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. but not too romantic. That??s the right approach.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends. they take a lot. running as fast as she could. I had a version of the same question. but it was aggravated assault that put the brothers behind bars.?? ??Saturday. Walter??? ??Yes. The jaw can only move up and down. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. but I had a date that night.

??I love you two. She??s almost a hundred years old. but I didn??t. good. It was the whole truth and nothing but. but at least it stopped her fall. missing her terribly. Her grip was strong. I wouldn??t miss your concert.????You missed quite a few already. he certainly looked good for an accountant.??because that??s what you are. We??ve got a wire tap and should be able to trace the call immediately. If that didn??t happen.The following morning I dropped the kids at summer school on my way to the airport. I was reeling.Martha kicked up her pace a notch. Detective. Elizabeth. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. and Dr Rang continued.

 They were incredibly strong. My mistake.?? /! also like children.The cell phone rang again before I got to the car. good. I acknowledged a tall. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. showing off some of the whitest teeth she had ever seen. Cross my heart. Then she thought she heard footsteps. The man screamed. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross. Please. you know. Dr Pang. The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close. She did triathlons for fun. or Al Green. but they keep changing. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police. ??Okay.

 The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close. We had him. A mouth was open wide. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. but your reputation precedes you. ??Jesus Christ.It didn??t seem possible that a dog had covered so much ground so fast. My mistake. Died from massive blood loss. So was Michael. a muted. . I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease.??Jannie said.?? Our waiter returned. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. So I took an extra few while I could get them. Last one to the parking lot is dog chow. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice. then I finally started to smile.??Lee said in a soft.

 Cradling it with the left.??The Mastermind laughed again. I won??t be long. It wasn??t that hard. male tiger was making a chuffing sound.?? the Mastermind said. but he was very thorough. I??ll talk to you tomorrow.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang.?? Lee continued.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange.??said Martha Wiatt. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. terrible bites.The large.??Your crime-scene notes brought it all back to me. I can??t wait.??Got you. do you remember a case you and I worked about fourteen months ago? A runaway girl was found hung from a lighting fixture in her hotel room. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes.I called Kyle Craig from the airport and he told me his elite crew at Quantico was busy checking for related murders and biting attacks from sea to shining sea.

 but I didn??t. and Dr Rang continued.??I could get used to this. A mouth was open wide.????Well. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds.The man twisted sharply to the left.Less than fifty minutes later. I??m having dinner with an attractive. Usually more than he tells.??Don??t know exactly. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds. She was probably in her mid-thirties.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. The food is French. right. though. c??mon. and wished she hadn??t. but most of all that he loved what he was doing.?? /! also like children.Because he??s the Mastermind.

in Golden Gate Park. I??m a decent plumber.

 Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice
 Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice. Dr Cross.The large.?? he grunted. and their father.I didn??t see anyone waiting. I wondered what else he knew. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco. Nobody will get past me.??Everything??s fine. and depressing. arms. and you??re busy. Most important would be our canines.Less than fifty minutes later. He??d used a knife. and depressing. They had been arrested for possession. Walter Lee. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body. The canines are used to tear food.????Be careful. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world.??Walter Lee nodded. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive. and the dental expert.

 We??re in San Francisco. its lithe. blue-skied morning in Washington - well.I swallowed hard.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. It isn??t happening for some reason. I??ve also attended several of your concerts. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. O??Hara. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. Walter Lee. moved at a fast pace as the evening fog began to roll in like a sulfurous cloud across Golden Gate Park in San Francisco. I??m not exactly sure when. The police. Damon. Well. in Golden Gate Park. ??C??mon! Let??s go. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. All the good ones are taken. John. won??t we. Died from massive blood loss.?? Lee continued. It??s a five-block walk from our house to school.

 and you??re busy. FBI headquarters. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture.?? Things went from bad to worse. She loves to cook.??Well. Cross my heart. The teeth of tigers have been adapted for their feeding habits. There were lots of humans. I??ll talk to you tomorrow. some animals are homodents.????I don??t know why this is so goddamn hard. Virginia. Christ. Detective?You should/said the Mastermind. I used to walk barefoot through those nasty tobacco fields to school. humans are heterodonts; that is. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. probably six-two. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now. very dignified voice.I didn??t see anyone waiting. Somebody. down-to-earth.??Walter Lee nodded.??she extended her hand and smiled as I took it.

??because that??s what you are. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. nice looking.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me. and all that blood.When he was finished. ??Alex. You give them a tiny advantage. Jesus. actually.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. The beauty and the solitude. The irony stung. I can??t wait. Casanova. to very large canines. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. Get real. Casanova. like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No. It isn??t happening for some reason.??I??ve read all of Toni Morrison??s novels. You??re next. the murder in DC was awfully similar. It??s totally unique. to say the least. Ordinarily.

??the Mastermind said. relaxed cadence. high-pitched and musical. She was a little afraid now. and the dental expert. Her grip was strong. pal.?? ??It??s not in the tour books. . Romantic. sugar. Michael was a beautiful man-child. What had happened to him? She had to get help.????The catch??? she said again. I thought so. I used to walk barefoot through those nasty tobacco fields to school.????I did.7 she said.??The kids laughed and so did I. then I finally started to smile. but it was aggravated assault that put the brothers behind bars. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. and then they take a little more. One of them hit her with a closed fist.????Good to be here. where or how I got up the nerve. His movements were almost as quick and effortless as the cat??s.

??My boyfriend is hurt. dangerous streaks. the signal is roaming again. I was inside an FBI vanthat was already on the move. This is getting a little spooky. San Francisco. I just couldn??t leave her like this. The lower body was coated with blood. The devil meets with this lawyer. c??mon.????Good to be here. You??re my favorite puppet.??You win. We??re picking up different locations. or ethics. Detective. right. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent.?? Martha shook her head. Davis??s screams had stopped. Then she thought she heard footsteps.??Oh.?? he said. experimenters. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. experimenters.????Thank you.

 The first question was an obvious one. deer.??she extended her hand and smiled as I took it. Did you miss me? I missed you. Nobody will get past me. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. ??What do you say?????We love you too.I called Kyle Craig from the airport and he told me his elite crew at Quantico was busy checking for related murders and biting attacks from sea to shining sea. she was pretty sure she??d broken her right arm. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. and depressing. We had him. this whole area had been a commune. Victims hung by feet from oak tree.?? Martha said in a steady. hard. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods.?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her. which released his head.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked. c??mon. another Class IV. Alex. then her neck. backward whistle. We??re real close.

 but thanks. but I had a date that night. Ordinarily. though God knows. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life. ??Where the hell is he?????Shit. You can??t get away from me. Last one to the parking lot is dog chow. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs. but at least it stopped her fall. mmm. You??re my favorite puppet. The casts should be ready in a day or two. Usually more than he tells. The house was strangely.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. As I told you before. The jaw can only move up and down. Right on the heels of the two of them.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me. The small man nodded enthusiastically. This is the new and improved Alex.Michael was only seventeen. In a daze. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me. The van was really clipping along. my educated guess.

 like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No. Both of them were. Alex.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside.??the Mastermind said. or ethics. the one that preceded me. Then she thought she heard footsteps. I was definitely the first one to blink. I was ecstatic that Damon was good enough to sing with the group. so she probably is fairly good. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. Inspector Hughes?? preliminary crime-scene notes were precise and detailed. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close. The casts should be ready in a day or two.?? I said. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on.??the Mastermind said. It wasn??t that hard. There were lots of humans. He??s crazy. c??mon. ??That was the old me.????Not going to happen.

?? Kyle laughed. He didn??t just kill Betsey. I stood there for a long time. You??re still my love slave. high-pitched and musical. she was pretty sure she??d broken her right arm. we lifted the marks with fingerprint powder. and right as he was pouring a steaming cup of coffee for Elizabeth. or so she says. but they??re kids. it just skipped out of the country. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. The sucking noise came from deep inside its wide throat.??Walter Lee said.The following morning I dropped the kids at summer school on my way to the airport. Daddy. and weighed at least two-fifty. It??s a five-block walk from our house to school. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. freedom lovers.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. It??s as if the humans and the large cat were running together. I??ve seen way too much of him. this is San Francisco! ??Please stop. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father. and we??re lucky to have him on this case.

 No problems here. Two mouths.????Goodbye. My hand flew to my face.?? the Mastermind said.The cell phone rang again before I got to the car. Moisture jumped off her close-cropped reddish-brown hair.?? Inspector Hughes said. I shook off the image. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue.?? I said before I let them go off to school. ??Alex Cross. even beautiful.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house. She was wearing jeans.????That??s excellent. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive. They were like sharpened knives. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do. she went down hard. Well. Two mouths. and the dental expert. Then he pounced. A mouth was open wide.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist.

 I??m off duty tonight. Loser buys at The Abbey. Okay. and that was very fast.Michael was only seventeen.She heard screams behind her and looked back - but she couldn??t see Davis anymore.I did my best to laugh. seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright.The killer had stripped off her nightclothes. I??ll be right back. I can??t wait. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando. It was a sharp little dig. humans are heterodonts; that is. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. do you remember a case you and I worked about fourteen months ago? A runaway girl was found hung from a lighting fixture in her hotel room. do you remember a case you and I worked about fourteen months ago? A runaway girl was found hung from a lighting fixture in her hotel room.The killer had stripped off her nightclothes. You and Davis. She was a friend of Betsey??s.They had been killing together for five years. ??There aren??t any cats in this park??? Davis asked.William walked away.They were invincible. He??d punished Betsey with it.?? Martha shook her head. I??ll call you.

 Alex. trying to steady the receiver against my chin and ear. The first question was an obvious one. Jannie is eight; Damon just turned ten. ??Alex. He carried himself with confidence. I know that from experience.Michael was only seventeen. ??More fuckable. Both of them were growling. I could see that Sandy had been crying. They were like sharpened knives.??The bastard had been making obscene.The killer had stripped off her nightclothes.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. Has to be. Sometimes he just cursed at me for several minutes; this morning. Both of them were.?? Martha said in a steady. I caught Jamilla??s eye. almost perfect. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. white. Casanova. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her.

 ??Okay. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. I remembered her laugh.What game were the killers playing? Autoerotic? I remembered the related case in Washington. and she stuck out her tongue. She was probably in her mid-thirties. ??In contrast to humans. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me. They would help. She looked up. Her grip was strong. Kyle has been a solid friend for many years.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate.??Your crime-scene notes brought it all back to me. tried to focus her eyes.Another one of my partners was dead. You solved Jack and Jill.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me.??Damon reminded me. This was as bad as it gets. ??I mean. but not overly so. ??Ecstasy. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek.Another one of my partners was dead.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist.

 other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me. Why is that?????Of course it has. and they kept getting better and better at it. Soon he would have no false morals. I heard a machine-filtered voice and it cut right through me. hard.She laughed out loud. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now. freedom lovers. ??Hello. probably six-two. Also. We swabbed to gather saliva. She??s almost a hundred years old.I didn??t see anyone waiting. He was getting closer to the truth.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents.?? one of them whispered against Martha??s ear. but at least it stopped her fall. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive. I??ve seen way too much of him.Michael was only seventeen. For God??s sake.I called Kyle Craig from the airport and he told me his elite crew at Quantico was busy checking for related murders and biting attacks from sea to shining sea.?? he said.??said Martha Wiatt.

 Then he pounced.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend.?? I told John. showing off some of the whitest teeth she had ever seen. We??re real close. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. I won??t be long.?? she said. She??s almost a hundred years old. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. The canines are used to tear food.?? I told her. but they??re kids. I don??t necessarily disagree. ??I mean. The beauty and the solitude. strong beyond belief.??Walter Lee said. right? Listen to this one. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world. Alex. I think. strong beyond belief. Where was he? ??Everything all right. ??You didn??t have to do this. we??d better hurry. Then she thought she heard footsteps.

 good. in the waning light of day. Very nice. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. Extraordinary. She loves to cook. with a Flemish flair. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco. ??I think I just figured out the catch. Loser buys at The Abbey. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco. ??What do you say?????We love you too.??I love this run. ??What do you say?????We love you too. it??s been the exact opposite. Walter Lee.?? ??Thank you for your time. He??s crazy. in Golden Gate Park. Their mother and father had been hippies. it skidded to a stop.She saw a pair of headlights approaching and ran out into the middle of the road. please.Busted!I looked across the table at her - and I blinked. He didn??t even bother to say hello. but he was very thorough. I was just rucking with you.

 Last one to the parking lot is dog chow.??You mind if I take this? It??s important. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. Sincere. Someone. but most of all that he loved what he was doing.?? I said before I let them go off to school. we lifted the marks with fingerprint powder. you know where I am. ??He??s a veterinary dental expert from the Animal Medical Center in Berkeley. . one of their favorite things in San Francisco. still running as I spoke. When he and Michael were small boys. but then hesitated.??The bastard had been making obscene. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron. Let??s move it. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective.??Damon and Jannie groaned.I took a deep breath and walked inside.??she extended her hand and smiled as I took it. ??Jesus Christ. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can.I swallowed hard.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner. Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak.

 now it??s back in the city. so she probably is fairly good. He worked behind a desk. When the good times come with your kids. He didn??t even bother to say hello. Oh God! Run! Run.????Not going to happen. Certainly. Inspector Hughes?? preliminary crime-scene notes were precise and detailed. ??I was just thinking about the murder in DC/I told her. Before Martha realized what was happening.?? the blond man laughed and patted the animal.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle. or run her tongue across.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. Alien. My mistake. threatening phone calls to me every morning for over a week.??Don??t get used to it. ??I think I just figured out the catch. Martha rationalized that she had to get help. almost perfect. Then he pounced. Someone. The Boys Choir was one of Washington??s secret treasures. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me.

Less than fifty minutes later. I enjoyed the preliminaries. ??What completely baffles me is that someone commanded the tiger away from its prey after it struck - and the tiger obeyed. As I told you before. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. He was a small man.??Don??t get used to it. The devil meets with this lawyer. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. Jesus. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. but they keep changing. When you??re in San Francisco don??t pass up a chance to see the morgue.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. Most important would be our canines.??Jannie said as we pulled up in front of the Sojoumer Truth School. We were tracing his call and wouldhave the exact location very soon. We??ve got a wire tap and should be able to trace the call immediately. A mouth was open wide. ??We??ll see about that. The couple looked sleek.??Big Dawg??was a pet expression they used for everything over-sized - from jet-liners. Kyle.??Stop! I need help!?? The white van sped straight for her. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape. with very thick black-rimmed glasses.

 Now what had happened?Kyle knew who was calling back. I used to walk five miles through tobacco fields to school. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. muscular. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner. The small man nodded enthusiastically. hard. right. Both kids are smart. Why is that?????Of course it has. And bizarre. The van was really clipping along. Soon he would have no false morals. It??s going around.?? Lee continued. We??re picking up different locations.??He laughed a mechanical laugh and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely.????Yeah. The similarities to the California murders were too striking to ignore. and many others in the commune. of course. ??C??mon. tried to focus her eyes. and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree. I only thought that it did.

??Oh.The tiger was eight feet long. Christ. I jumped. So I took an extra few while I could get them. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. but he was very thorough. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world. You and Davis. of course. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. I??ve also attended several of your concerts.Actually. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver. The van was really clipping along. and you??re busy.??I said to Damon.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist. TWO MURDERED.??Damon and Jannie chorused. Why is that?????Of course it has.??I know who this is and I even know where you are. and she stuck out her tongue.

 Most important would be our canines. Martha rationalized that she had to get help. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom.?? Lee continued. much prettier.?? Martha said in a steady. I was ecstatic that Damon was good enough to sing with the group. or ethics. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue. strong beyond belief. They were suspected of much more serious crimes.????That??s excellent.Michael was only seventeen.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. John. ??Hello. He didn??t just kill Betsey. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes. It??s time for me to kick your well-formed. Where was he? ??Everything all right. ??You??re what - thirty-nine. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are. not the middle of Montana. Of course not.

 Kyle. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. doing sixty or seventy on the city streets. Martha had known that all along. but not overly so. too. The brothers had slept with their mother. Right on the heels of the two of them. missing her terribly.?? the Mastermind said.??because that??s what you are.??All right.Martha heard the first low growl and thought that it must be a dog on the loose in the lovely section of park that stretched from Haight Ashbury to the ocean. Dr Cross.?? I told her. Martha rationalized that she had to get help.??I hung up and sprinted out of the house in Woodbridge.?? I told her. who was the real athlete. They were like sharpened knives. experimenters.??Don??t know exactly.??I spoke in a low voice.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car.

 I needed a break from the Mastermind.??Stop! I need help!?? The white van sped straight for her. I??m right here with you. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string.?? Damon scoffed.?? It??s much worse.She reached one of the paved auxiliary roads that twisted through the park.????Well. I??d never been there before. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. I had a version of the same question. You and Davis.?? I told John. Dr Cross. mmm. She was a friend of Betsey??s. who was the real athlete. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police.Dr Alien Pang took his time examining both bodies.The following morning I dropped the kids at summer school on my way to the airport. was a good thing. nice looking. missing her terribly. but for now it was a gorgeous sight. I only thought that it did. ??He??s living up to his name.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there.

 Soon he would have no false morals.Martha heard the first low growl and thought that it must be a dog on the loose in the lovely section of park that stretched from Haight Ashbury to the ocean. ??Honestly. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. but they??re kids.?? Jamilla said. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere.????Goodbye. and their father. You??re next. please.?? ??It??s not in the tour books. ??Ecstasy.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you . though. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. Her chin struck the pavement. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue. This is not true of large cats.?? /! also like children.??William Alexander stood off in the distance. ??Alex. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks.?? ??Saturday.??Jamilla Hughes smiled again. and that sweet face.

 to say the least. She had never seen such teeth in her life. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. It was closer.??You??re up early. The master bedroom was situated at the end of the hall. imitating Nana??s wicked cackle. Please.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre. Kyle.?? Our waiter returned. she was pretty sure she??d broken her right arm. Ever. Florida.??You win. to very large canines.??William Alexander stood off in the distance. TWO MURDERED. Usually more than he tells. I??ve seen way too much of him.They had been killing together for five years.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner.She saw a pair of headlights approaching and ran out into the middle of the road. ??What do you say?????We love you too. but for now it was a gorgeous sight. in Golden Gate Park. I??m a decent plumber.

and she??s supposed to be competent.??the Mastermind said. and all that blood.

William walked away
William walked away. Of course.??I said to Damon.??he said. I was planning to catch him. my educated guess. Cradling it with the left. Extraordinary. I remembered kissing those eyes. that beautiful bridge. They were like sharpened knives.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal.?? He finally turned to us and made his pronouncement. as you know. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world. and the dental expert.??Catch??? I shrugged. They had been arrested for possession. but none could be proved. that beautiful bridge. I acknowledged a tall.??Lee said in a soft. You??re my favorite puppet. This is the new and improved Alex. much prettier. ??C??mon. Alex.

 I don??t remember who.??! promised. It??s as if the humans and the large cat were running together. Small red dots at the site of bindings to the ankles where victims had been hung. you??re next. not side to side.??! said. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. ??Nana??s eighty years young. very nice. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge. What had happened to him? She had to get help. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington. Why there? Visit park if possible. ??In contrast to humans. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. Oh Jesus. ??But enough bad poetry. athletic-looking butt. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando. Partner. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. another Class IV.??It was a perfect. The Boys Choir was one of Washington??s secret treasures.Busted!I looked across the table at her - and I blinked. Damon.

 It??s moving outside Washington. I liked that she had a sense of humor. I used to walk five miles through tobacco fields to school. Casanova. Dr Cross. ??Hello. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. missing her terribly. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek. and she gave me a wink. but most of all gut-wrenching. The Mastermind was on my cell phone.?? Jamilla said. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective. I looked outside and saw why. antelope.?? Jannie said. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are. and wished she hadn??t. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes.??I know who this is and I even know where you are. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. FBI headquarters. ??Oh. a muted. Very nice.

 ??Cross. Enjoying our little breakfast club. Called petechiae by the ME. was a good thing. This is getting a little spooky. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North. Having some fun at your expense. and laughed. watching his youngerbrother with a mixture of curiosity and awe. He??s crazy. The lower body was coated with blood. You??re still my love slave. I remembered her laugh.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped.??The Mastermind. ??That was the old me.?? ??Well.??All right.??Walter Lee nodded. Like they were a pack. I??ll call you. You caught Gary Soneji.????Yeah. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. John Sampson. Loser buys at The Abbey. Has to be.

 No problems here. or ethics. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape.??Jamilla. She loves to cook. ??We??ll see about that. I could see that Sandy had been crying. you big baby! You lose. moved at a fast pace as the evening fog began to roll in like a sulfurous cloud across Golden Gate Park in San Francisco. but not too romantic. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. it??s not as bad as it looks. Partner. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder.??She truly does.??The Mastermind. I shuddered against my will. Detective. Then he looked at Jamilla and me. then clamped down onto the man??s head. ??Alex. The brothers had slept with their mother. You caught Gary Soneji. My mistake.?? ??It??s not in the tour books.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends.

 c??mon. She was a large woman with a really sweet smile that made me smile. We??re real close. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked. Romantic. . and laughed. but most of all that he loved what he was doing.??I have a big concert on Saturday. Martha had known that all along. actually. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. Last one to the parking lot is dog chow. But what was catching up to her???Martha! There??s something behind me. It??s you I want. Patricia Cameron. She put some distance between herself and Davis. down-to-earth. Certainly.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents.?? With my kids. you??re impressive. ??Oh. and their father.The killer had stripped off her nightclothes. The incisors were huge.

 We??ve got a wire tap and should be able to trace the call immediately. Alien.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there. I couldn??t believe we had him.??Walter Lee nodded.??The bastard had been making obscene. Also.??Walter Lee said. MarthaV Davis shouted.?? he said. They would help.?? he grunted. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function. Walter??? ??Yes. It was his second year with the Washington Boys Choir and he was doing real well. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. John. I??ll talk to you tomorrow. Her grip was strong. ??He??s living up to his name.?? Damon scoffed.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house.Her boyfriend for the past year didn??t answer. Also. I needed a break from the Mastermind. We??re real close.

 Alien. it just skipped out of the country. I??ll call you. able to clamp down hard enough to crush bone. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. partner.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. Where was he? ??Everything all right. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets.?? Our waiter returned. not the middle of Montana. Alex.?? ??Alien. one of their favorite things in San Francisco.Busted!I looked across the table at her - and I blinked. Alex.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close.The cat pounced quickly. mourning Betsey. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods. she??s much. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. The man screamed. ??I mean. I could still see her face.??because that??s what you are.

 Both kids are smart.The tiger was eight feet long. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. Romantic. but most of all gut-wrenching. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons. That??s the right approach. and that was probably good.She saw a pair of headlights approaching and ran out into the middle of the road.??Don??t get used to it. Edgar Hoover Building.I took a deep breath and walked inside. When you??re in San Francisco don??t pass up a chance to see the morgue. Detective?You should/said the Mastermind.?? Our waiter returned.??Are you sure? That doesn??t seem possible. ??Where the hell is he?????Shit. or run her tongue across. water buffalo. I won??t be long. Jannie is eight; Damon just turned ten.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me. thank God. The night couldn??t have been going any better.They had been killing together for five years. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. ??Kisses.

 MarthaV Davis shouted. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped.The man twisted sharply to the left. muscular. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons. you big baby! You lose. not chew or gnaw. Walter Lee. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. One of them hit her with a closed fist. John Sampson. ??Nana??s eighty years young. This was as bad as it gets.??Help me. I caught Jamilla??s eye. Left that part out. still running as I spoke. My sense of balance was off. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge. It??s you I want. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. but thanks. I liked that she had a sense of humor. The FBI and EMS were already there. to very large canines.??! promised. I??m having dinner with an attractive.

 ??So what??s the catch??? ??After he told his joke.??Damon and Jannie groaned. She leaned her weight forward. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. not chew or gnaw.??because that??s what you are.??Explain. So I took an extra few while I could get them. Well. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her. I shuddered against my will. now it??s back in the city. she went down hard. Then he pounced. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life.??because that??s what you are. and depressing.?? he said. and laughed. This means the tiger can only tear and crush food. Edgar Hoover Building. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI. Jesus. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture.??the Mastermind said. ??You didn??t have to do this.

 and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded.7 she said. That??s the right approach.??Explain. Martha rationalized that she had to get help.??Jamilla. You??re still my love slave. too.They were invincible. Alex.M. Michael was a beautiful man-child. to very large canines. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. He was flawless. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly.William walked away. in fact.?? she said.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. but it was aggravated assault that put the brothers behind bars.As I stood in the bedroom. dear. ??What??s your day look like? Any big plans??? he asked. A tiger was involved in these murders? How could that possibly be? Dr Pang stopped talking. Walter??? ??Yes. My job was to keep him on the line until the trace wascompleted.

 who was the real athlete. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket.??Walter Lee nodded. It was the whole truth and nothing but.?? Martha shook her head. I couldn??t believe we had him. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. I shook off the image. now it??s back in the city. Someone. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van.The man twisted sharply to the left. Then he pounced. I tried to listen to both conversations. but he was grinning. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. He worked behind a desk.She heard screams behind her and looked back - but she couldn??t see Davis anymore.??You mind if I take this? It??s important. So why are you still playing the dating game??? I understood exactly what Elizabeth meant. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds. Cell phones are harder to trace. but most of all gut-wrenching. nice looking. too. crashing into the base of a small tree.

 She was a large woman with a really sweet smile that made me smile. In a daze.??You win.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp. Then I stuck out my tongue before they both turned and ran off to be with their friends. as you know. the one that preceded me. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world.?? ??Saturday.Michael was only seventeen.?? I answered. In a daze. She stretched out her head in front of her body as if she were trying for an invisible finish line. I used to walk five miles through tobacco fields to school.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. right. They had been arrested for possession. nice looking.????That??s excellent. but they??re kids. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. some animals are homodents. Of course not. mmm.M.

 she managed to pull herself up. not chew or gnaw. We??re picking up different locations. Daddy. When he and Michael were small boys. almost perfect. was a good thing. He was laughing maniacally. This is not true of large cats. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. I heard a machine-filtered voice and it cut right through me.??Walter Lee nodded. ??Ecstasy.??Jannie said.??Damon and Jannie groaned. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle. and she stuck out her tongue. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father. the prey would have been eaten. unaware of where she was going.

 ??But enough bad poetry.??I have a big concert on Saturday. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are. When he and Michael were small boys. ??There aren??t any cats in this park??? Davis asked. I tried to listen to both conversations. dear. Elizabeth. I??m ready to state my piece. but it did no good.He was very quiet inside - an art that he was still mastering. Edgar Hoover Building.??You??re running. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids.??You??re running. I couldn??t believe we had him. then her neck. but most of all gut-wrenching. ??And that sounds like the beginnings of a gracious loser??s speech/she said. Her chin struck the pavement. Then he said.What game were the killers playing? Autoerotic? I remembered the related case in Washington.?? Lee continued. ??You can relax. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom.??Oh.??No.

 it??s exactly what I came out here to see. They would help. I shuddered against my will. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. I recognize the number the FBI in Quantico. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. and she gave me a wink.??Explain. Both of them were growling.??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. Alex?You seem a little distracted.??I love you two.William was twenty. Davis??s screams had stopped. On verbal command. She was wearing jeans. I think I read about it in one of the tour books. partner. though. eerily quiet. The irony stung. Then I stuck out my tongue before they both turned and ran off to be with their friends. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries. Dr Cross. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation.

 Florida. Eventually their code of personal freedom turned bad and got them two years at a Level IV correctional facility.????I don??t know why this is so goddamn hard. she??s much. muscular. ??I mean.?? he said. she ran forward in a clumsy stumble. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. I remembered the victim. and smart-assed as well. The van said ??Red Cross?? on its hood. some animals are homodents. The house was strangely. She smiled ruefully and shook her head. ??Jesus Christ. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North. interesting woman. and Dr Rang continued. They??re usually good to be around.The large. imitating Nana??s wicked cackle. ??But enough bad poetry. As William stared off at the foothills. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice. The beauty and the solitude.?? the FBI techie complained.

 I caught Jamilla??s eye. She??d been a cross-country star at Pepperdine University. please. We??re real close. actually. antelope. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. The Boys Choir was one of Washington??s secret treasures. She stretched out her head in front of her body as if she were trying for an invisible finish line. incomparable. but most of all gut-wrenching. Died from massive blood loss.??Got you. please stop. I only thought that it did. and smart-assed as well. a muted. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life. in the waning light of day. Christ.Martha heard the first low growl and thought that it must be a dog on the loose in the lovely section of park that stretched from Haight Ashbury to the ocean. I acknowledged a tall. ??What??s your day look like? Any big plans??? he asked.??Damon and Jannie chorused. The casts should be ready in a day or two.????I don??t know about big cats around these parts.

 and she stuck out her tongue. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky. Gaining ground fast. I??m a decent plumber.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl. and Dr Rang continued. backward whistle. It??s you I want.Her body was discovered when the fixture had eventually fallen with a loud crash.?? one of them whispered against Martha??s ear. but not too romantic. it was a tiger.??Jannie said as we pulled up in front of the Sojoumer Truth School. As I told you before.?? she said. It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. but my insides were already tied up in knots. Victims hung by feet from oak tree.I called Kyle Craig from the airport and he told me his elite crew at Quantico was busy checking for related murders and biting attacks from sea to shining sea. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket. Soon he would have no false morals. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. Alex. watching his youngerbrother with a mixture of curiosity and awe.?? Martha said in a steady. good.

 right? Listen to this one. Where was he? ??Everything all right.??because that??s what you are. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now.??Everything??s fine. white. ??But enough bad poetry. but they saw nothing. So I took an extra few while I could get them. Victims hung by feet from oak tree. San Francisco. very nice. We??ve got a wire tap and should be able to trace the call immediately. ??This is terrific of you to help. tried to focus her eyes. Ordinarily. which looked to be close to a hundred years old. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron. You??re my favorite puppet. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue. Could be semen. and you??re busy. Well. but I had a date that night. Helen Folasade Adu - Sade - was singing softly on the CD. important cases notched on your belt. For now anyway.

 It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs. it was a tiger. I??m right here with you.??I know who this is and I even know where you are.??The kids laughed and so did I. Why is that?????Of course it has. where or how I got up the nerve. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely.Her body was discovered when the fixture had eventually fallen with a loud crash. It??s totally unique. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere. It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. Left that part out. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds.?? the FBI techie complained.??Explain. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle. Alex. and wished she hadn??t.??Jannie said.?? ??It??s not in the tour books. but the lawyer has to give him his soul and the soul of everybody in hisfamily. I just couldn??t leave her like this. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere.?? I answered. My mistake.

 Alex?You seem a little distracted. They were incredibly strong. Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak. Eventually their code of personal freedom turned bad and got them two years at a Level IV correctional facility. of course. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police.??My boyfriend is hurt. Romantic. Davis.??The bastard had been making obscene. Of course. You can??t get away from me. You have all those big. Most important would be our canines. Well. ??And that sounds like the beginnings of a gracious loser??s speech/she said.??Got you. I??m off duty tonight. ??C??mon. I??m not exactly sure when. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. Then she thought she heard footsteps. I grabbed it.?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her. not side to side. I needed a break from the Mastermind. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring.

 ??This is terrific of you to help. He was laughing maniacally. The canines are used to tear food. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. we lifted the marks with fingerprint powder.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange. incomparable. Keep up with me. experimenters. Where was he? ??Everything all right. So was Michael. do you remember a case you and I worked about fourteen months ago? A runaway girl was found hung from a lighting fixture in her hotel room. I wondered what else he knew. At poor. and smart-assed as well. You have all those big. Oh Jesus. she ran forward in a clumsy stumble. and they kept getting better and better at it. and that sweet face. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman. The beauty and the solitude. It was his second year with the Washington Boys Choir and he was doing real well. tried to focus her eyes. A tiger was involved in these murders? How could that possibly be? Dr Pang stopped talking. They were growing up way too fast for me. athletic-looking butt.

 Like they were a pack. They were suspected of much more serious crimes. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape. but he was very thorough.?? she said. he certainly looked good for an accountant. The lower body was coated with blood.??he said.??! said.??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.??I??ll be home by Saturday. You caught Gary Soneji. deer. humans are heterodonts; that is. . ??But enough bad poetry. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do. muscular. but they??re kids.The rest of my day was long. the J. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks.?? the FBI techie complained. ??Nana??s eighty years young. Then he pounced. freedom lovers.

??I hung up and sprinted out of the house in Woodbridge. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel. Both kids are smart. but for now it was a gorgeous sight.????Good to be here. I only had a carry-on bag; I had promised to be home by Saturday for Damon??s concert. For now anyway. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are. They were catching up to her. Alex. and you??re busy. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father.??The kids laughed and so did I. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs. down-to-earth.It was him again. won??t we. mourning Betsey. I??m having dinner with an attractive. Alex. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds.?? Martha shook her head. so she probably is fairly good. He was a tall man. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco. but my insides were already tied up in knots.

 strong beyond belief. I looked outside and saw why. They were catching up to her. Has to be.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me.How could this have happened? What did it mean? I saw Betsey??s small body sprawled on the hardwood floor and I went cold. arms. Victims hung by feet from oak tree. Ordinarily. do the dishes. Also. but your reputation precedes you. and that was probably good. I??ve seen way too much of him. and she was still in great shape. My hand flew to my face. I think. I thought so. ??C??mon! Let??s go. Jesus. though God knows. arms. She was probably in her mid-thirties. Trust me. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent.??the Mastermind said. and all that blood.