will be number five. I
haven’t been over to the hotel but if it is number five the pressure is really
going to mount. The Tourist Association has already phoned the Chief and the
Mayor, and I suspect the Judge will get the next set of calls.”
I know he is right. The Ritz is a world
class convention center and hotel complex, the hub for many international
events held in the city. It will get a lot of video and be an evening news as
an exclusive feature. “Wes, once you get confirmation I want to know. I’ll get
over to the hotel and walk the crime scene with you. In any case, I’m going to
put together a brainstorming session. This couple is too damn smart for a
conventional approach; we need a different perspective.”
I turn to Karen. She is the oldest
detective in the squad. Her first years in a patrol car were spent with Duncan
Stirling, an exuberant and easy going young man who would eventually become the
Chief. He had been protective of the rookie, taking the time to pass on all his
street smarts. He was a great mentor and, with his love of the book and
structure, made sure she understood the written rules and regulations.
Today she is in excellent condition, a
small woman, not a prankster, a face with a few hard earned wrinkles, more
years on her frame than the rest of the squad but still a significant force.
Her petite physique means she is frequently challenged; her hours with the
martial arts fraternity soon prove this to be a mistake. I’ve become her
champion, as I see tenacity, intelligence and a commitment hard to match, and
always allow her maximum freedom on most of her cases. As well, she is the only
one on the squad who knows about the sting I ran to help Wes. She never told me
how she found out, and she never shared her knowledge with anyone else.
Karen is the lead in the other open case:
another serial killer but at the opposite end of the spectrum when it comes to
method and attitude. This one is wild and appears completely out of control. He
is a serial rapist and killer.
Karen provides a short review. “After his
first victim, he started regular reports to various news outlets detailing his
physical attributes, size of his penis, bragging about his prowess as a lover,
claims he is so horny he can’t help himself. This was when one of the reporters
labeled him ‘Horny Harry’, an inappropriate name, but one the press won’t let
go….. maybe because the son of a bitch keeps feeding them material. This rapist
craves attention and always contacts the media after an attack. If the girl is
strong enough, she survives the beating…… only two have survived: the first
girl and our current victim in the hospital. He is not very careful, basically
rather sloppy. We have DNA, some clothing fibers, and hair samples.”
Karen is not happy with his ridiculous
label because it appears to bring some humor to a situation which is far from
funny. Yet, she knows she is dealing with a veteran bunch of homicide
detectives and black humor is the norm.
“Gentlemen, Horny Harry has a distinct mode
of operation. Our first victim, who was lucky to survive, remembers almost
nothing from the attack but does remember getting into a cab. The next four
girls did not survive the assault. And, our latest victim appears to be trying
to speak the word ‘taxi’. I assume he is driving a taxi or what seems to be a
legitimate taxi and makes his selection from the cab, ignoring any women that
are not his type.
The girl is in the General Hospital and
will survive. She is fragile, and I can only get a few minutes at a time with
her. The doctors are cautious; they don’t want to add to her stress with a
series of probing questions. It will be days before we can see her again for
more than a few minutes.
I recorded her statement, actually I
recorded several different bursts of dialogue at various times when she was
conscious. But her jaw is broken, she has numerous missing teeth, her lips
split and the inside of
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