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.