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away. He really had to move this along and see about feeding. “What is the rest of this?”

    Jackie pointed to the next stack. “This is all nice fan mail. It’s pretty obvious you don’t answer your fans.”
    He could hear the disapproval in her voice and propelled the conversation along again by gesturing at the last two piles. “What are these then?”
    “This stack is all business letters,” Jackie answered, pointing to the larger pile. “Letters from your agent, play directors, etc.”
    She paused then and he suspected Jackie was biting her lip on commenting on the fact that he hadn’t bothered to open such important mail. Clearing her throat, she gestured to the last pile. “This pile is the important one. It’s what I was looking for when I opened your mail in the first place.”
    “What are they?” Vincent asked, picking up the top letter.
    “They’re unusual fan letters and nasty letters from angry employees who were fired, and upset actors and actresses who were passed over for roles. They’re possible suspects.”
    Vincent grunted and read the letter he’d picked up. It was only a couple of lines long. He read it, paused, then reread it, his hunger suddenly forgotten.

I know who you are. I know what you are.
    Frowning, he glanced at the envelope Jackie had stapled to it. The postal cancellation was local and dated little more than two months old, the return address was his own. He shifted the letter and envelope to the bottom of the pack and read the next, and the next. The first several were all the same. Short. Simple.

I know who you are. I know what you are.
    Then one read:

Oops, someone had an accident.
    Vincent stiffened and glanced at the envelope. It was dated the day after the stage set accident where the actress had broken her arm. Frowning, he set it aside and looked at the next. It read:

Oops, someone stumbled.
    Vincent knew what he would find before he even looked at the envelope, but he checked anyway and his mouth flattened out with anger as he saw it had been posted the day after Dan Henson broke his leg.
    “These are from him?” Vincent said, shifting that letter to the bottom to reveal the next.

Someone was thirsty.
    He wasn’t surprised to find the cancellation was New York and was dated in the midst of his cast members coming down with their contagious anemia.
    “Yes, it would seem so,” Jackie said, taking them from him. “But they might not be. They’re creepy, but don’t make any threats. And they’re all posted the day after the events. It could just be someone with a sick sense of humor.”
    When Vincent snorted at the possibility, she shrugged. “Idon’t want to jump to conclusions. Any of these other letters might be from him. Tiny and I will look into them all.”
    Vincent nodded and then asked, “Why did you want the list of employees?”
    “I’ll have to check into everyone working for you, but I want to start with the play you were rehearsing in New York.”
    “Why especially that one?”
    “Four of the plays were already open when the actresses or actors walked and anyone who went to them could see who was the lead and so on. But that isn’t the case with two of them, one in Canada and the one in New York. You hadn’t yet publicized who was in Dracula, the Musical, had you?” she asked.
    “No. We were still in rehearsal and preparing promotion, but hadn’t released any information yet,” he admitted.
    Jackie nodded. “The attacks in New York would have to have been carried out by someone with access to the sets and actors. To have been biting your cast, they had to first know who was in your cast. I presume the rehearsals weren’t open to just anyone who felt like wandering in off the street?”
    “No.” Vincent sighed. “There were security guards on the doors at the theatre we were using in New York to be sure no one came in.”
    Jackie pointed out, “Of course, one of your kind could have controlled the minds of the security guards