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Authors: Todd Travis
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the interstate.
“Except for Brainard, which is much farther north than any of his other kills and too far to the west, it would mean that the Iceman is backtracking and I don’t see him doing that. Third, look at each of the four Brainard area abductions.
“First girl was snatched out of her dad’s car at a gas station while Dad was inside paying for gas. It was nine-thirty at night, how did our guy know Dad was going to stop for gas at that gas station? How did he know Dad was going to pay cash and not charge it? He didn’t, he just happened to be there by chance and snatched the girl while Dad’s back was turned and made off with her. They found the body the next morning. The Iceman would never do that. Shortest discovery time for the Iceman is six days.
“Traffic going back and forth, it’s a busy intersection. Lucky nobody saw him. It wasn’t a careful grab. Crime of opportunity, the Iceman would never do that. All four of these snatches were opportunistic, and each of the four bodies was discovered in less than seventy-two hours. They were not the work of the Iceman, he’s a control freak, he would never do that. This guy is sloppier, most of the evidence you have is from him, he’s practically left you road signs and you should have fucking caught him by now. The Iceman is a smart crafty fucker and he’s going to be a bitch to catch, but this guy is somebody different and it should have been obvious to you the minute he popped up.”
Kane regarded Thorne with newfound respect. Gilday and Scroggins glanced at Simms, who has again flushed and had for once forgotten about his hair.
“I can see it. Makes sense, Jeff,” Scroggins said to Gilday.
“Yeah. What do you think, Ken?” Gilday asked Simms gently. Simms took a deep breath and exhaled.
“I’ll have to, uh, run it by the team, and the captain, of course,” Simms coughed and fidgeted. “But I guess that it’s definitely possible and if true, it would explain some things. He could be right.”
“You guess? If true? Could be right? What kind of chickenshit outfit is this, anyway?”
“Hold on a minute, Thorne,” Gilday said. “With all due respect, you’ve been here all of six hours and we don’t know each other very well yet, so forgive us for not dropping our drawers immediately for a short-arm inspection from you, okay?”
“Look, stud-”
“Could you please stop this aggressive male posturing, all of you? It’s not getting us anywhere,” Kane said. “What can we do now?”
“I’m going to get back to the team and fly the theory by them, see what they think and if they clear it we’ll update the captain,” Simms said as he gathered up some of his materials. “We’ll do up an analysis, post it on the hotline and of course Cc you on it.”
“Two serial killers, shit,” Scroggins said. “What if Thorne’s right, Jeff?”
“What if I’m right? Simms!” Thorne snapped his fingers.
Simms, who’d already begun his hasty retreat, stopped and turned toward Thorne.
“What?”
“Let me ask you a question. Where did they get the title for the show Hawaii Five-O?”
“They … uh, called the show that because Hawaii is the fiftieth state.”
“Here’s a more difficult one. What was Jack Lord’s real name?”
Simms coughed and stared at the floor for a moment before answering.
“The name on Jack Lord’s birth certificate was John Joseph Patrick Ryan,” Simms replied.
Thorne looked at Kane and the troopers triumphantly.
“What if I’m right? Of course I’m right.”
Simms’s reluctant demonstration of TV trivia was interrupted by the entrance of Forsythe and Hairston into headquarters, fresh from their latest press briefing. Forsythe shrugged off his winter jacket and stamped over to Kane and Thorne’s cubicle.
“All right,” Forsythe said as he loosened his tie. “Do you two have anything to offer me besides the usual bullshit?”
Thorne looked at Forsythe, composing in his mind a truly
“Except for Brainard, which is much farther north than any of his other kills and too far to the west, it would mean that the Iceman is backtracking and I don’t see him doing that. Third, look at each of the four Brainard area abductions.
“First girl was snatched out of her dad’s car at a gas station while Dad was inside paying for gas. It was nine-thirty at night, how did our guy know Dad was going to stop for gas at that gas station? How did he know Dad was going to pay cash and not charge it? He didn’t, he just happened to be there by chance and snatched the girl while Dad’s back was turned and made off with her. They found the body the next morning. The Iceman would never do that. Shortest discovery time for the Iceman is six days.
“Traffic going back and forth, it’s a busy intersection. Lucky nobody saw him. It wasn’t a careful grab. Crime of opportunity, the Iceman would never do that. All four of these snatches were opportunistic, and each of the four bodies was discovered in less than seventy-two hours. They were not the work of the Iceman, he’s a control freak, he would never do that. This guy is sloppier, most of the evidence you have is from him, he’s practically left you road signs and you should have fucking caught him by now. The Iceman is a smart crafty fucker and he’s going to be a bitch to catch, but this guy is somebody different and it should have been obvious to you the minute he popped up.”
Kane regarded Thorne with newfound respect. Gilday and Scroggins glanced at Simms, who has again flushed and had for once forgotten about his hair.
“I can see it. Makes sense, Jeff,” Scroggins said to Gilday.
“Yeah. What do you think, Ken?” Gilday asked Simms gently. Simms took a deep breath and exhaled.
“I’ll have to, uh, run it by the team, and the captain, of course,” Simms coughed and fidgeted. “But I guess that it’s definitely possible and if true, it would explain some things. He could be right.”
“You guess? If true? Could be right? What kind of chickenshit outfit is this, anyway?”
“Hold on a minute, Thorne,” Gilday said. “With all due respect, you’ve been here all of six hours and we don’t know each other very well yet, so forgive us for not dropping our drawers immediately for a short-arm inspection from you, okay?”
“Look, stud-”
“Could you please stop this aggressive male posturing, all of you? It’s not getting us anywhere,” Kane said. “What can we do now?”
“I’m going to get back to the team and fly the theory by them, see what they think and if they clear it we’ll update the captain,” Simms said as he gathered up some of his materials. “We’ll do up an analysis, post it on the hotline and of course Cc you on it.”
“Two serial killers, shit,” Scroggins said. “What if Thorne’s right, Jeff?”
“What if I’m right? Simms!” Thorne snapped his fingers.
Simms, who’d already begun his hasty retreat, stopped and turned toward Thorne.
“What?”
“Let me ask you a question. Where did they get the title for the show Hawaii Five-O?”
“They … uh, called the show that because Hawaii is the fiftieth state.”
“Here’s a more difficult one. What was Jack Lord’s real name?”
Simms coughed and stared at the floor for a moment before answering.
“The name on Jack Lord’s birth certificate was John Joseph Patrick Ryan,” Simms replied.
Thorne looked at Kane and the troopers triumphantly.
“What if I’m right? Of course I’m right.”
Simms’s reluctant demonstration of TV trivia was interrupted by the entrance of Forsythe and Hairston into headquarters, fresh from their latest press briefing. Forsythe shrugged off his winter jacket and stamped over to Kane and Thorne’s cubicle.
“All right,” Forsythe said as he loosened his tie. “Do you two have anything to offer me besides the usual bullshit?”
Thorne looked at Forsythe, composing in his mind a truly
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