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"The first one we've recognized."
Outside...
Max barked once.
Not a warning.
Not fear.
Just excitement.
Almost as if he knew...
The hunt had finally turned.
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JUDY
The evidence board filled the entire wall.
Nine names.
Eight red lines.
One survivor.
For nearly twenty minutes, nobody spoke.
I stared at the photographs.
Emily.
Cynthia.
Melissa.
Nicole.
Paula.
Every face.
Every murder.
Something bothered me.
Not the women.
The order.
"Mace."
He walked over carrying two cups of coffee.
One found its way into my hand before I realized he'd brought it.
"You called?"
