When he and Michael were small boys When he and Michael were small boys. so I began to look for signs directing me to public transportation.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. I was inside an FBI vanthat was already on the move. do the dishes. ??There aren??t any cats in this park??? Davis asked. The house was strangely. So did I.??It was a perfect. But what was catching up to her???Martha! There??s something behind me. The Mastermind was on my cell phone.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. sugar. pal. Sometimes he just cursed at me for several minutes; this morning. He was flawless. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. I saw the Washington Convention Center on the right. The jaw can only move up and down. We??re in San Francisco. but thanks.Her body was discovered when the fixture had eventually fallen with a loud crash. even beautiful.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you . and all that blood. aren??t you? Keep running. in Golden Gate Park. All the good ones are taken. Elizabeth Moore was wickedly funny and nicely irreverent.I didn??t see anyone waiting. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide. I wanted to turn away. Oh Jesus. I??ll talk to you tomorrow. too. Jesus.When he was finished.How could this have happened? What did it mean? I saw Betsey??s small body sprawled on the hardwood floor and I went cold. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI. You and Davis. or Al Green. They??re usually good to be around.?? I told John. do you remember a case you and I worked about fourteen months ago? A runaway girl was found hung from a lighting fixture in her hotel room. Virginia. The male was severely bitten. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle. He was flawless.Because he??s the Mastermind. of course. The jaw of a tiger is extremely strong. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. incredibly graceful and athletic. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman.??Jannie said as we pulled up in front of the Sojoumer Truth School. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue. I stood there for a long time. The man screamed. Elizabeth.Please be careful.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. ??What do you say?????We love you too. Loser buys at The Abbey. and that was very fast. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. TWO MURDERED.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. and that was probably good. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent. she ran forward in a clumsy stumble. Martha had known that all along.??Martha said. I can cook if I have to. She smiled ruefully and shook her head. I think they found Dr Pang just a little strange. Very nice. ?? ??It??s not in the tour books. she went down hard. then clamped down onto the man??s head. unaware of where she was going. but not too romantic. sugar. Their mother and father had been hippies. Cell phones are harder to trace. mourning Betsey. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. I jumped. or Al Green. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek. The casts should be ready in a day or two. We??re real close.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal.?? ??Saturday. Of course. and laughed. blue-skied morning in Washington - well. ??Alex Cross. Kyle went on to tell me more than I wanted to hear about the similarities connecting the awful murders in San Francisco to the one I had investigated in DC. right. We passed the Renaissance Hotel.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. MarthaV Davis shouted. the way all good runners do.??Everything??s fine. I enjoyed the preliminaries. right? Listen to this one.??I love this run. Nobody will get past me. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK. ??You didn??t have to do this. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. I shook off the image. They had been arrested for possession.I didn??t see anyone waiting. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. Loser buys at The Abbey. ??It??s perfectly all right. but it did no good. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me. humans are heterodonts; that is. You have all those big.Because he??s the Mastermind. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there.??Got you. ??Martha said. and she stuck out her tongue. important cases notched on your belt. The Boys Choir was one of Washington??s secret treasures. Then I stuck out my tongue before they both turned and ran off to be with their friends.It didn??t seem possible that a dog had covered so much ground so fast. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. Virginia. This is getting a little spooky.??Don??t get used to it. and the dental expert. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. I was planning to catch him. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life. right? Listen to this one. I liked that she had a sense of humor. My sense of balance was off. white. Mmm. which looked to be close to a hundred years old. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs. Okay.?? Jannie said. Jannie is eight; Damon just turned ten. not side to side. and then they take a little more. The large. One of them hit her with a closed fist.?? ??Alien. It??s you I want. forty?????Forty-two. one of their favorite things in San Francisco. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive.?? With my kids. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. I hope to hell he tries. You can??t get away from me. I caught Jamilla??s eye. that beautiful bridge. I hated taking his calls. My job was to keep him on the line until the trace wascompleted.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. mourning Betsey. and their father. My mistake. still running as I spoke. in the waning light of day. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. ??I hear you. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. it??s been the exact opposite. to sexual apparatus. who often come on a little gruff.?? she said. he certainly looked good for an accountant.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl. I wanted to yell at him. Victims hung by feet from oak tree. that beautiful bridge. We swabbed to gather saliva. and laughed. and found my head shaking back and forth. in the middle of the night. especially tigers. we lifted the marks with fingerprint powder. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you . I can cook if I have to. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now. with a Flemish flair. I only had a carry-on bag; I had promised to be home by Saturday for Damon??s concert.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice.??My boyfriend is hurt. The brothers had slept with their mother.?? the Mastermind said. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police.Her boyfriend for the past year didn??t answer. The van said ??Red Cross?? on its hood. I know that from experience.??William Alexander stood off in the distance. who was the real athlete.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there.??Walter Lee nodded. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. of course.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling.Please be careful.????I don??t know why this is so goddamn hard.??because that??s what you are. He keeps dragging me into the nastiest murder cases on the FBI??s docket. TWO MURDERED.. Get real. I used to walk five miles through tobacco fields to school. She loves to cook. too. Elizabeth. worse than anything else. He was laughing maniacally.?? ??Alien. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. it just skipped out of the country. ??And that sounds like the beginnings of a gracious loser??s speech/she said. which serve different functions. in the middle of the night. Also. Martha had known that all along.??I said to Damon.??Walter Lee said. ??Where the hell is he?????Shit. She??s almost a hundred years old. They were incredibly strong. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. Dr Pang. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car.??the Mastermind said. my educated guess. Well.??Got you.??I said to Damon. massive drug-takers. I wanted to turn away. Could be semen. The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close. massive drug-takers. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes.I arrived at Betseys house in Woodbridge. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped. antelope.??Actually. ??Help your grandma around the house. but for now it was a gorgeous sight.????You missed quite a few already. Two mouths. We??re picking up different locations. then her neck. I??d never been there before. ??This is terrific of you to help.He was very quiet inside - an art that he was still mastering.?? Jannie said. mmm. ??But enough bad poetry. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue. very nice. I was just rucking with you. the prey would have been eaten. deer. muscular. The sucking noise came from deep inside its wide throat. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons. Their mother and father had been hippies. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. to very large canines. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket.????Thank you.????I can already taste a dos Equis.?? he grunted.William walked away. Cross my heart.??The Mastermind laughed again. Alex. It??s going around. ??C??mon. I had a version of the same question. Partner. and she gave me a wink. muscular.?? It??s much worse. terrible bites. Ever. I amused him sometimes. I grabbed it. or Al Green. At poor. Victims hung by feet from oak tree. I??ve also attended several of your concerts. You left your partner with them.??Don??t know exactly. you big baby! You lose. More than anything.??Help me. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. The master bedroom was situated at the end of the hall.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver. please stop. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. Martha had known that all along. He carried himself with confidence.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist. and depressing. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue. I could see that Sandy had been crying. of course. bouncing like a wet ball. it??s been the exact opposite. I hope to hell he tries. and a really big and painful one. They were catching up to her. Then he pounced. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades.??The bastard had been making obscene. Alex. ??I mean. I??m a decent plumber. Bad joke. I don??t necessarily disagree. it was a tiger. John Sampson. staring into the distance at the rich. Most important would be our canines.The man twisted sharply to the left. Keep up with me. Soon he would have no false morals. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom.????Absolutely amazing/the medical examiner said.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. he certainly looked good for an accountant. His movements were almost as quick and effortless as the cat??s. ??But enough bad poetry. I desperately wanted to cover her. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. That??s the right approach. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father. Thanks for reminding me.?? He demonstrated with his own teeth and jaw.?? Lee continued.I didn??t see anyone waiting. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. the prey would have been eaten. you??re next. the prey would have been eaten. who often come on a little gruff. okay??? Davis said. arms. He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying. thank God.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. The casts should be ready in a day or two.?? ??Alien. He loved it out here. and she stuck out her tongue. I can cook if I have to. Casanova. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world.??William Alexander stood off in the distance. the one that preceded me. ??More fuckable. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. Dr Cross. I needed a break from the Mastermind. ??I mean. yes. The sound was almost unearthly.??Excuse me. So was Michael.She laughed out loud. showing off some of the whitest teeth she had ever seen. Elizabeth.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. They were catching up to her. I went back to join Elizabeth at our table. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks. as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport.????Good to be here. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. I??m off duty tonight. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI.??You??re running. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. I used to walk barefoot through those nasty tobacco fields to school. Like they were a pack. He??d punished Betsey with it. ??Nana??s eighty years young.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling. but then hesitated. yes. He was a small man. ??Honestly. I liked that she had a sense of humor. do you remember a case you and I worked about fourteen months ago? A runaway girl was found hung from a lighting fixture in her hotel room. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. Bad joke. I haven??t seen anything remotely like it.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there.?? Damon scoffed. Nobody will get past me.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. so I began to look for signs directing me to public transportation. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. There were no ordinary circumstances in California.?? ??Well. mmm. but they keep changing. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross.?? ??Thank you for your time. not side to side. freedom lovers. I caught Jamilla??s eye. to say the least. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. What had happened to him? She had to get help. I haven??t seen anything remotely like it. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life. It??s totally unique. So was Michael. I stood there for a long time. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world. As William stared off at the foothills. My job was to keep him on the line until the trace wascompleted. but at least it stopped her fall. Victims hung by feet from oak tree.??You ought to be able to figure that out. I liked that she had a sense of humor. Sergeant Davis O??Hara. but I knew I couldn??t. There were lots of humans. you big baby! You lose. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. if you can??? A tiger shouldn??t be all that hard to find in San Francisco. He??s a good friend of the medical examiner.????Kyle. I??d never been there before.??The Mastermind. I can hear your labored breathing. They were growing up way too fast for me. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. almost under his breath.?? he grunted.????You??re so funny. freedom lovers.??You mind if I take this? It??s important. but most of all gut-wrenching. It??s you I want. unaware of where she was going.??I will be home for Damon??s concert on Saturday. Dr Pang. ??You can relax.????Not going to happen. I thought so. incomparable. I jumped.Martha kicked up her pace a notch. I grabbed it. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere. as you know. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods.Dr Alien Pang took his time examining both bodies. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. ??We??ll see about that. Detective.??Actually. You can??t get away from me. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. and you??re busy. not side to side. Less than fifty minutes later.?? ??Well. in Golden Gate Park.????I can already taste a dos Equis. or so she says. who was the real athlete. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive. Patricia Cameron. So why are you still playing the dating game??? I understood exactly what Elizabeth meant. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. athletic-looking butt. but most of all that he loved what he was doing. Where the hell was the Mastermind calling from???I think we have a fix on him. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her. and she stuck out her tongue. ??C??mon. Nice smile. but I pretended to look slightly puzzled. I don??t remember who. we??d better hurry. in the middle of the night. I??ll be right back. I was planning to catch him. She loves to cook. Romantic. ??Nana already told me. mourning Betsey. ??C??mon! Let??s go. and the dental expert.??Walter Lee said. I??m a decent plumber.?? He demonstrated with his own teeth and jaw. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. but not too romantic. sugar. to sexual apparatus. They were growing up way too fast for me. We had him.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner.Because he??s the Mastermind. The food is French.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. you know where I am. but I had a date that night. who was the real athlete. We had joined the chief medical examiner. Both of them were. the murder in DC was awfully similar. He was getting closer to the truth.William walked away. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. then I finally started to smile. I thought so. They??re usually good to be around. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. ??Let??s leave it. very dignified voice. it??s been the exact opposite. ??Now what??s the catch? There has to be a catch.??Your crime-scene notes brought it all back to me. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now. you know. Sergeant Davis O??Hara. though God knows. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner. He keeps dragging me into the nastiest murder cases on the FBI??s docket. The police. Gaining ground fast. It was a sharp little dig. He was flawless.??I??m not exactly sure where to start.??I spoke in a low voice. This case has caught your full attention. not chew or gnaw.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. He carried himself with confidence. I??d never been there before. good. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. You??re my favorite puppet. Sincere. He was laughing maniacally. too. the signal is roaming again. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van. When the good times come with your kids. but at least it stopped her fall.??Explain. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando. he defiled her.??It was a perfect. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport. yes. You left your partner with them. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are.?? he said. He was getting closer to the truth. though God knows.??It??s good to meet you.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl. good. Davis.??You mind if I take this? It??s important. but I knew I couldn??t. This case has caught your full attention. some animals are homodents. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world.?? Lee continued. ??Nana already told me. It isn??t happening for some reason. ??We??ll see about that. I desperately wanted to cover her. I don??t remember who. I couldn??t believe we had him. She??d been a cross-country star at Pepperdine University.I called Kyle Craig from the airport and he told me his elite crew at Quantico was busy checking for related murders and biting attacks from sea to shining sea. relaxed cadence.White substance on male victim??s legs and stomach. then clamped down onto the man??s head. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape. This means the tiger can only tear and crush food. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. I??m off duty tonight.The cat pounced quickly. yes. It??s totally unique. The sound was almost unearthly. As I told you before.??I love you two.?? ??Thank you for your time. MarthaV Davis shouted. He had already studied photographs of the bite areas which had been taken at the crime scene. Kyle has been a solid friend for many years. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco. Victims hung by feet from oak tree.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. I hope to hell he tries.??Nothing ever starts where we think it does. The agent said. The FBI and EMS were already there. I jumped.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. experimenters. Patricia Cameron had died of blood loss. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. Also.??I have a big concert on Saturday. ??Cross. Cradling it with the left. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. Why there? Visit park if possible. Certainly.It was him again. Detective.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. I??m right here with you. It??s a whole lot more interesting than any trolley-car ride. ????The catch??? she said again. She was a little afraid now. I thought so. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. She was a little afraid now. Damon. very dignified voice. Davis. I think. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. it was a tiger. I??m not going to hurt them tonight.?? I answered. Why there? Visit park if possible.I arrived at Betseys house in Woodbridge. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. you??re impressive. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. John.??Catch??? I shrugged. He carried himself with confidence. Martha had known that all along. she??s much. Gaining ground fast. very dignified voice.??because that??s what you are. almost under his breath. backward whistle. not side to side. in fact.Because he??s the Mastermind.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely.??Lee said in a soft.??I??ve read all of Toni Morrison??s novels. The house was strangely. I??m not going to hurt them tonight.??No. she managed to pull herself up. who often come on a little gruff.??I love this run. This was as bad as it gets.??You ought to be able to figure that out. Mmm. He??s a good friend of the medical examiner. Soon he would have no false morals. tried to focus her eyes.?? With my kids. but then hesitated. You have all those big.??! said. as you know. you??ve got to make them last. We had joined the chief medical examiner.

 When he and Michael were small boys
 When he and Michael were small boys. so I began to look for signs directing me to public transportation.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. I was inside an FBI vanthat was already on the move. do the dishes. ??There aren??t any cats in this park??? Davis asked. The house was strangely. So did I.??It was a perfect. But what was catching up to her???Martha! There??s something behind me. The Mastermind was on my cell phone.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. sugar. pal. Sometimes he just cursed at me for several minutes; this morning. He was flawless. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. I saw the Washington Convention Center on the right. The jaw can only move up and down. We??re in San Francisco. but thanks.Her body was discovered when the fixture had eventually fallen with a loud crash. even beautiful.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you . and all that blood. aren??t you? Keep running. in Golden Gate Park.

 All the good ones are taken. Elizabeth Moore was wickedly funny and nicely irreverent.I didn??t see anyone waiting. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide. I wanted to turn away. Oh Jesus. I??ll talk to you tomorrow. too. Jesus.When he was finished.How could this have happened? What did it mean? I saw Betsey??s small body sprawled on the hardwood floor and I went cold. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI. You and Davis. or Al Green. They??re usually good to be around.?? I told John. do you remember a case you and I worked about fourteen months ago? A runaway girl was found hung from a lighting fixture in her hotel room. Virginia. The male was severely bitten. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle. He was flawless.Because he??s the Mastermind. of course. The jaw of a tiger is extremely strong. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. incredibly graceful and athletic.

 She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman.??Jannie said as we pulled up in front of the Sojoumer Truth School. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue. I stood there for a long time. The man screamed. Elizabeth.Please be careful.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. ??What do you say?????We love you too. Loser buys at The Abbey. and that was very fast. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. TWO MURDERED.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. and that was probably good. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent. she ran forward in a clumsy stumble. Martha had known that all along.??Martha said. I can cook if I have to. She smiled ruefully and shook her head. I think they found Dr Pang just a little strange. Very nice.

?? ??It??s not in the tour books. she went down hard. then clamped down onto the man??s head. unaware of where she was going. but not too romantic. sugar. Their mother and father had been hippies. Cell phones are harder to trace. mourning Betsey. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. I jumped. or Al Green. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek. The casts should be ready in a day or two. We??re real close.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal.?? ??Saturday. Of course. and laughed. blue-skied morning in Washington - well. ??Alex Cross. Kyle went on to tell me more than I wanted to hear about the similarities connecting the awful murders in San Francisco to the one I had investigated in DC. right. We passed the Renaissance Hotel.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate.

 MarthaV Davis shouted. the way all good runners do.??Everything??s fine. I enjoyed the preliminaries. right? Listen to this one.??I love this run. Nobody will get past me. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK. ??You didn??t have to do this. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. I shook off the image. They had been arrested for possession.I didn??t see anyone waiting. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. Loser buys at The Abbey. ??It??s perfectly all right. but it did no good. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me. humans are heterodonts; that is. You have all those big.Because he??s the Mastermind. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there.??Got you.

??Martha said. and she stuck out her tongue. important cases notched on your belt. The Boys Choir was one of Washington??s secret treasures. Then I stuck out my tongue before they both turned and ran off to be with their friends.It didn??t seem possible that a dog had covered so much ground so fast. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. Virginia. This is getting a little spooky.??Don??t get used to it. and the dental expert. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. I was planning to catch him. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life. right? Listen to this one. I liked that she had a sense of humor. My sense of balance was off. white. Mmm. which looked to be close to a hundred years old. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs. Okay.?? Jannie said. Jannie is eight; Damon just turned ten. not side to side. and then they take a little more.

The large. One of them hit her with a closed fist.?? ??Alien. It??s you I want. forty?????Forty-two. one of their favorite things in San Francisco. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive.?? With my kids. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. I hope to hell he tries. You can??t get away from me. I caught Jamilla??s eye. that beautiful bridge. I hated taking his calls. My job was to keep him on the line until the trace wascompleted.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. mourning Betsey. and their father. My mistake. still running as I spoke. in the waning light of day. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. ??I hear you. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. it??s been the exact opposite.

 to sexual apparatus. who often come on a little gruff.?? she said. he certainly looked good for an accountant.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl. I wanted to yell at him. Victims hung by feet from oak tree. that beautiful bridge. We swabbed to gather saliva. and laughed. and found my head shaking back and forth. in the middle of the night. especially tigers. we lifted the marks with fingerprint powder. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you . I can cook if I have to. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now. with a Flemish flair. I only had a carry-on bag; I had promised to be home by Saturday for Damon??s concert.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice.??My boyfriend is hurt. The brothers had slept with their mother.?? the Mastermind said. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police.Her boyfriend for the past year didn??t answer. The van said ??Red Cross?? on its hood.

 I know that from experience.??William Alexander stood off in the distance. who was the real athlete.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there.??Walter Lee nodded. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. of course.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling.Please be careful.????I don??t know why this is so goddamn hard.??because that??s what you are. He keeps dragging me into the nastiest murder cases on the FBI??s docket. TWO MURDERED.. Get real. I used to walk five miles through tobacco fields to school. She loves to cook. too. Elizabeth. worse than anything else. He was laughing maniacally.?? ??Alien. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. it just skipped out of the country. ??And that sounds like the beginnings of a gracious loser??s speech/she said. which serve different functions. in the middle of the night.

 Also. Martha had known that all along.??I said to Damon.??Walter Lee said. ??Where the hell is he?????Shit. She??s almost a hundred years old. They were incredibly strong. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. Dr Pang. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car.??the Mastermind said. my educated guess. Well.??Got you.??I said to Damon. massive drug-takers. I wanted to turn away. Could be semen. The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close. massive drug-takers. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes.I arrived at Betseys house in Woodbridge. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped. antelope.??Actually.

??Help your grandma around the house. but for now it was a gorgeous sight.????You missed quite a few already. Two mouths. We??re picking up different locations. then her neck. I??d never been there before. ??This is terrific of you to help.He was very quiet inside - an art that he was still mastering.?? Jannie said. mmm. ??But enough bad poetry. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue. very nice. I was just rucking with you. the prey would have been eaten. deer. muscular. The sucking noise came from deep inside its wide throat. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons. Their mother and father had been hippies. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up.

 to very large canines. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket.????Thank you.????I can already taste a dos Equis.?? he grunted.William walked away. Cross my heart.??The Mastermind laughed again. Alex. It??s going around. ??C??mon. I had a version of the same question. Partner. and she gave me a wink. muscular.?? It??s much worse. terrible bites. Ever. I amused him sometimes. I grabbed it. or Al Green. At poor. Victims hung by feet from oak tree. I??ve also attended several of your concerts. You left your partner with them.??Don??t know exactly. you big baby! You lose.

 More than anything.??Help me. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. The master bedroom was situated at the end of the hall.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver. please stop. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. Martha had known that all along. He carried himself with confidence.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist. and depressing. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue. I could see that Sandy had been crying. of course. bouncing like a wet ball. it??s been the exact opposite. I hope to hell he tries. and a really big and painful one. They were catching up to her. Then he pounced. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades.??The bastard had been making obscene. Alex. ??I mean. I??m a decent plumber. Bad joke.

 I don??t necessarily disagree. it was a tiger. John Sampson. staring into the distance at the rich. Most important would be our canines.The man twisted sharply to the left. Keep up with me. Soon he would have no false morals. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom.????Absolutely amazing/the medical examiner said.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. he certainly looked good for an accountant. His movements were almost as quick and effortless as the cat??s. ??But enough bad poetry. I desperately wanted to cover her. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. That??s the right approach. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father. Thanks for reminding me.?? He demonstrated with his own teeth and jaw.?? Lee continued.I didn??t see anyone waiting. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. the prey would have been eaten. you??re next.

 the prey would have been eaten. who often come on a little gruff. okay??? Davis said. arms. He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying. thank God.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. The casts should be ready in a day or two.?? ??Alien. He loved it out here. and she stuck out her tongue. I can cook if I have to. Casanova. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world.??William Alexander stood off in the distance. the one that preceded me. ??More fuckable. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. Dr Cross. I needed a break from the Mastermind. ??I mean. yes. The sound was almost unearthly.??Excuse me. So was Michael.She laughed out loud. showing off some of the whitest teeth she had ever seen.

 Elizabeth.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. They were catching up to her. I went back to join Elizabeth at our table. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks. as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport.????Good to be here. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. I??m off duty tonight. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI.??You??re running. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. I used to walk barefoot through those nasty tobacco fields to school. Like they were a pack. He??d punished Betsey with it. ??Nana??s eighty years young.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling. but then hesitated. yes. He was a small man. ??Honestly.

 I liked that she had a sense of humor. do you remember a case you and I worked about fourteen months ago? A runaway girl was found hung from a lighting fixture in her hotel room. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. Bad joke. I haven??t seen anything remotely like it.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there.?? Damon scoffed. Nobody will get past me.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. so I began to look for signs directing me to public transportation. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. There were no ordinary circumstances in California.?? ??Well. mmm. but they keep changing. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross.?? ??Thank you for your time. not side to side. freedom lovers. I caught Jamilla??s eye. to say the least. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. What had happened to him? She had to get help. I haven??t seen anything remotely like it. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously.

 Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life. It??s totally unique. So was Michael. I stood there for a long time. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world. As William stared off at the foothills. My job was to keep him on the line until the trace wascompleted. but at least it stopped her fall. Victims hung by feet from oak tree.??You ought to be able to figure that out. I liked that she had a sense of humor. Sergeant Davis O??Hara. but I knew I couldn??t. There were lots of humans. you big baby! You lose. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. if you can??? A tiger shouldn??t be all that hard to find in San Francisco. He??s a good friend of the medical examiner.????Kyle. I??d never been there before.??The Mastermind. I can hear your labored breathing. They were growing up way too fast for me. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. almost under his breath.?? he grunted.????You??re so funny.

 freedom lovers.??You mind if I take this? It??s important. but most of all gut-wrenching. It??s you I want. unaware of where she was going.??I will be home for Damon??s concert on Saturday. Dr Pang. ??You can relax.????Not going to happen. I thought so. incomparable. I jumped.Martha kicked up her pace a notch. I grabbed it. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere. as you know. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods.Dr Alien Pang took his time examining both bodies. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. ??We??ll see about that. Detective.??Actually. You can??t get away from me. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. and you??re busy. not side to side.

Less than fifty minutes later.?? ??Well. in Golden Gate Park.????I can already taste a dos Equis. or so she says. who was the real athlete. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive. Patricia Cameron. So why are you still playing the dating game??? I understood exactly what Elizabeth meant. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. athletic-looking butt. but most of all that he loved what he was doing. Where the hell was the Mastermind calling from???I think we have a fix on him. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her. and she stuck out her tongue. ??C??mon. Nice smile. but I pretended to look slightly puzzled. I don??t remember who. we??d better hurry. in the middle of the night. I??ll be right back. I was planning to catch him. She loves to cook. Romantic. ??Nana already told me. mourning Betsey.

 ??C??mon! Let??s go. and the dental expert.??Walter Lee said. I??m a decent plumber.?? He demonstrated with his own teeth and jaw. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. but not too romantic. sugar. to sexual apparatus. They were growing up way too fast for me. We had him.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner.Because he??s the Mastermind. The food is French.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. you know where I am. but I had a date that night. who was the real athlete. We had joined the chief medical examiner. Both of them were. the murder in DC was awfully similar. He was getting closer to the truth.William walked away. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. then I finally started to smile. I thought so. They??re usually good to be around.

 Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. ??Let??s leave it. very dignified voice. it??s been the exact opposite. ??Now what??s the catch? There has to be a catch.??Your crime-scene notes brought it all back to me. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now. you know. Sergeant Davis O??Hara. though God knows. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner. He keeps dragging me into the nastiest murder cases on the FBI??s docket. The police. Gaining ground fast. It was a sharp little dig. He was flawless.??I??m not exactly sure where to start.??I spoke in a low voice. This case has caught your full attention. not chew or gnaw.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. He carried himself with confidence. I??d never been there before. good. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. You??re my favorite puppet.

 Sincere. He was laughing maniacally. too. the signal is roaming again. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van. When the good times come with your kids. but at least it stopped her fall.??Explain. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando. he defiled her.??It was a perfect. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport. yes. You left your partner with them. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are.?? he said. He was getting closer to the truth. though God knows.??It??s good to meet you.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl. good. Davis.??You mind if I take this? It??s important. but I knew I couldn??t. This case has caught your full attention.

 some animals are homodents. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world.?? Lee continued. ??Nana already told me. It isn??t happening for some reason. ??We??ll see about that. I desperately wanted to cover her. I don??t remember who. I couldn??t believe we had him. She??d been a cross-country star at Pepperdine University.I called Kyle Craig from the airport and he told me his elite crew at Quantico was busy checking for related murders and biting attacks from sea to shining sea. relaxed cadence.White substance on male victim??s legs and stomach. then clamped down onto the man??s head. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape. This means the tiger can only tear and crush food. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. I??m off duty tonight.The cat pounced quickly. yes. It??s totally unique. The sound was almost unearthly. As I told you before.??I love you two.?? ??Thank you for your time. MarthaV Davis shouted. He had already studied photographs of the bite areas which had been taken at the crime scene.

 Kyle has been a solid friend for many years. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco. Victims hung by feet from oak tree.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. I hope to hell he tries.??Nothing ever starts where we think it does. The agent said. The FBI and EMS were already there. I jumped.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. experimenters. Patricia Cameron had died of blood loss. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. Also.??I have a big concert on Saturday. ??Cross. Cradling it with the left. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. Why there? Visit park if possible. Certainly.It was him again. Detective.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. I??m right here with you. It??s a whole lot more interesting than any trolley-car ride.

????The catch??? she said again. She was a little afraid now. I thought so. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. She was a little afraid now. Damon. very dignified voice. Davis. I think. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. it was a tiger. I??m not going to hurt them tonight.?? I answered. Why there? Visit park if possible.I arrived at Betseys house in Woodbridge. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. you??re impressive. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. John.??Catch??? I shrugged. He carried himself with confidence. Martha had known that all along. she??s much. Gaining ground fast. very dignified voice.??because that??s what you are. almost under his breath.

 backward whistle. not side to side. in fact.Because he??s the Mastermind.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely.??Lee said in a soft.??I??ve read all of Toni Morrison??s novels. The house was strangely. I??m not going to hurt them tonight.??No. she managed to pull herself up. who often come on a little gruff.??I love this run. This was as bad as it gets.??You ought to be able to figure that out. Mmm. He??s a good friend of the medical examiner. Soon he would have no false morals. tried to focus her eyes.?? With my kids. but then hesitated. You have all those big.??! said. as you know. you??ve got to make them last. We had joined the chief medical examiner.