“It’s not only a duo, but it’s a father and son duo. The sperm matched at fifty percent. Whoever is doing this, is picking up where his father left off.”
Chris gasped.
“Oh, no.”
Yeah, she didn’t like that.
“So we have a father teaching his son to kill and to prey on women, and we have a doctor son, who happened to work in the same morgue where he did all the autopsies on the buried victims like Lory Vanbruggen are, tied to the case?”
No one said a word.
At first.
“It makes sense,” Ethan said. “The dead solder was missing a kidney. What if that wasn’t a coincidence but a clue? He was leaving a clue for you.”
Well, shit.
That was bad.
She’d been jerked all over the place on this one. At this rate, she’d never have the forensics in time to catch him. He’d stay a step ahead.
“Chris, stay in the morgue, and keep Callen and Raphael with you. I have to go,” she said. “Don’t send a tech. The body can wait, and so can the head. I need to get my bearings, and get Alexi’s address. Be safe,” she said, hanging up.
Elizabeth tucked the phone away.
Then, she began moving around the room without saying a word.
Both Gene and Ethan stared at her.
And she said nothing.
Instead, she pulled on gloves, and tore the room apart looking for something.
“Are you okay?” Gene finally asked. “Honey, what are you doing?”
She was about to lose her mind.
And she knew why.
This.
Freaking.
Nut.
He was coming for her family, and she might not be smart enough this time to stop it.
* * *The Blackhawk Family* * *
The Morgue
Same Time
The bodies and evidence were being brought up, and he was pissed.
Ben couldn’t believe that he had been not only demoted, but now, he had a babysitter.
He was a smart man, and he’d earned his way into the FBI, but ever since the director had gotten there, it had sucked.
