The Lady Killer

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this key just part of the cat and mouse game, what about it, Burns?”
    “I’m in complete agreement with you on every point. That’s amazing about the padlock. How did they figure that out? What made them even put that together?”
    “You know how they say that timing is everything in life? Well, I just happened to walk into the lab right after they got through dusting the padlock for prints and saw the word Yale written on it. If I hadn’t gotten there before it was put in Tamara’s evidence box, I might never have seen it. There was so much to take in with two bodies and a dog; I didn’t even look at the padlock while we were at the scene. Now I have to decide if it was just a clue to the next crime scene, or if there is some link between these three women.”
    “In all the years we have worked together, I’ve always been amazed at the way you put crimes together and solve cases. You just have a natural knack!”
    “Thanks, Roy, but it isn’t solved yet. We still have a long way to go. Have either of you got plans for tomorrow?”
    “One of my kids has a major softball game that I would hate to miss, but if you need me I’ll certainly be here.”
    “That’s okay, go and have fun. I have a feeling this is going to be a tough week coming up. How about it, Murphy? Feel like spending your Saturday working with me on these files? I’m beginning to think there are a bunch of subtle links that we haven’t caught yet.”
    “I wouldn’t miss it. I’ll see you here around eight.”

CHAPTER 6

     
    D an Murphy woke up to an Al Green song playing on his radio alarm clock and thought it was somehow appropriate. He shut it off and laid there watching the sun shine through a crystal, which he had hanging in his window. As it made little, dancing rainbows on the wall next to his sofa bed, he started to daydream about Laura. She had been his fantasy since he first saw her, but a woman who was that confident and secure probably wouldn’t look at him twice as a romantic partner. He wondered if he was destined to always be reliable, old Murphy the “gopher”. Being low man on the totem pole didn’t bother him. All he knew for sure was that they were working alone together that day, and he better get his sorry ass in the shower, or be late.
    When Dan walked into the break room, she was already there dressed in jeans and a hooded sweatshirt. His decision to dress casually had been the right one. Now, all he had to do was be his usual charming self. “Good morning, Detective Peterson. I brought bagels, is the coffee on?”
    She smiled up at him warmly. “Yes it is, and you’re right on time.”
    “I hope you look upon punctuality as an admirable quality in a man.”
    “Actually, I do. Get some coffee first, and then we’ll dig in. I’ve pulled all of the files and placed them in the order we found the bodies. Each month, the date and time of death estimates are within a few days of the eleventh.”
    “Now that we found Tamara’s body, we know the significance of that date.”
    She rubbed her chin slowly with one finger. “Yes, but do we really?”
    “What are you getting at?”
    “Did he kill her on the day he found her, or did he wait until the eleventh to abduct her for some other anniversary, like when they met, first kissed or the day she left him? Or, is there really some kind of connection to terrorists and his terrorizing women? Burns said that to catch him, we would have to think like a psychopath.”
    “Wow, now there’s a scary thought! If I start to think like this guy, I will immediately go have myself committed. But I kind of understand what he means. To catch this guy, we have to get inside his head.”
    She looked directly at him. “Okay, go with me on this one. You are the ex. You have just found your girlfriend again, and you want to punish her for leaving you. What’s your next move?”
    Dan made a disapproving face. “Okay, but this isn’t me talking, it’s the killer. I’d have to

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