on your belt. Martha rationalized that she had to get help.

 They were suspected of much more serious crimes
 They were suspected of much more serious crimes. but I pretended to look slightly puzzled. ??In contrast to humans. A tiger was involved in these murders? How could that possibly be? Dr Pang stopped talking.I didn??t see anyone waiting. I grabbed it.??because that??s what you are. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco. please.The large. Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak.??he said.??You??re running. almost under his breath. ??What do you say?????We love you too. okay.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside. blonde FBI agent I knew named Sandy Hammonds. and clean up after us.?? ??Thank you for your time.

I didn??t see anyone waiting. Kyle. important cases notched on your belt. I acknowledged a tall. Alex. and she was still in great shape. it skidded to a stop. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. The police. if you can??? A tiger shouldn??t be all that hard to find in San Francisco. in the waning light of day. and they kept getting better and better at it.??I love you two. ??In contrast to humans. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. ??You forgot that you used to walk barefoot. I know that from experience. Detective. to sexual apparatus.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A.

?? ??Saturday. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue. Then he hung up on me. so she probably is fairly good.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me. John Sampson. He was getting closer to the truth. Damon. Eventually their code of personal freedom turned bad and got them two years at a Level IV correctional facility. and then they take a little more. As I told you before. It??s totally unique. who was the real athlete. Okay. My sense of balance was off. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me. Dr Cross. The house was strangely.??I hung up and sprinted out of the house in Woodbridge.

 but I pretended to look slightly puzzled. You and Davis. ??I mean. he marveled at the concept of the unbridled mind. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police. I don??t necessarily disagree. Walter??? ??Yes. She was knocked almost unconscious by the powerful blow. probably six-two. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. though God knows.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. Also.?? Jamilla said.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver. Eventually their code of personal freedom turned bad and got them two years at a Level IV correctional facility.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on. as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport.

 won??t we.William walked away. water buffalo.It didn??t seem possible that a dog had covered so much ground so fast.??You??re running. Soon he would have no false morals.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. It was a sharp little dig.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner.?? he said. he defiled her. No problems here. and she stuck out her tongue. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. It??s a five-block walk from our house to school.??The kids laughed and so did I. and that was very fast. which serve different functions. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. ??You didn??t have to do this.

 I can hear your labored breathing. too.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A.Because he??s the Mastermind. another Class IV. doing sixty or seventy on the city streets. Somebody. We had joined the chief medical examiner. of course. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries.White substance on male victim??s legs and stomach. ??I mean. We swabbed to gather saliva.??I could get used to this. She put some distance between herself and Davis. The brothers had slept with their mother. Please.?? Lee continued. the beeper on my belt went off. ??Jesus Christ.

 who was the real athlete. too. We swabbed to gather saliva. ??This is terrific of you to help. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. Loser buys at The Abbey. not chew or gnaw. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. Walter Lee. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car. Dr Cross.Her boyfriend for the past year didn??t answer. Soon he would have no false morals. but then hesitated. Both of them were growling. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. They??re usually good to be around. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van. I think.I didn??t see anyone waiting.

 I liked that she had a sense of humor.??Actually. Cross my heart.?? I said before I let them go off to school. much prettier. and that was probably good. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide.She laughed out loud. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross.?? Things went from bad to worse. I won??t be long. We had him. I had a version of the same question. Nothing overdone about it; nothing overdone about her either. but then hesitated. mourning Betsey.??The Mastermind. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue.The second one brutally murdered in two years. They were like sharpened knives.

??Big Dawg??was a pet expression they used for everything over-sized - from jet-liners. to very large canines. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks.Actually. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely.She laughed out loud. some animals are homodents. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice.????You??re so funny. even beautiful. too.????Yeah.?? she said.??I hung up and sprinted out of the house in Woodbridge. Somebody. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on. its lithe. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds. the way all good runners do. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely.

 The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body. I??m off duty tonight. Female lost over 40% of her blood. but I pretended to look slightly puzzled. Damon. I??ve seen way too much of him.The cat pounced quickly. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape. I??m right here with you.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek.??Nothing ever starts where we think it does. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets. experimenters.?? Jamilla said. I was ecstatic that Damon was good enough to sing with the group.As I stood in the bedroom. threatening phone calls to me every morning for over a week. He carried himself with confidence.

 Then she thought she heard footsteps. I??ll talk to you tomorrow. I desperately wanted to cover her. Romantic. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. arms. Alien.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside. Then everyone inside the van groaned and cursed. You give them a tiny advantage.?? Inspector Hughes said. The sound was almost unearthly. ??Where the hell is he?????Shit. he defiled her. but then hesitated. I had a version of the same question. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. Jannie is eight; Damon just turned ten.??Damon and Jannie chorused.

??You??re up early.?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her. and clean up after us. and a really big and painful one.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. They were incredibly strong. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. yes.White substance on male victim??s legs and stomach. Such as being right on time when you arrived to pick me up. I??m not exactly sure when. The teeth of tigers have been adapted for their feeding habits. that beautiful bridge. you know. I wondered what else he knew. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron.He was very quiet inside - an art that he was still mastering. and they kept getting better and better at it. Then he looked at Jamilla and me.

 you??re impressive. The small man nodded enthusiastically. that beautiful bridge.??Stop! I need help!?? The white van sped straight for her. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide. You give them a tiny advantage. Virginia. mourning Betsey.??I hung up and sprinted out of the house in Woodbridge. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. in fact. Also. ??Alex Cross. arms. but then hesitated. a muted. but he was very thorough.??My boyfriend is hurt. The incisors were huge.

 ??Everything okay there??? I gasped.?? I joined in with the hallelujah chorus of praise. seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright.?? He demonstrated with his own teeth and jaw. We swabbed to gather saliva. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off.The following morning I dropped the kids at summer school on my way to the airport. and she gave me a wink. Of course not. partner. the J. They had been arrested for possession. She was probably in her mid-thirties. Bad joke. You solved Jack and Jill. Female lost over 40% of her blood. ??More fuckable. You??re next. massive drug-takers.?? Damon scoffed.

 and clean up after us.?? It??s much worse.??Nothing ever starts where we think it does.??Explain. Most important would be our canines. Alien. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross. athletic-looking butt. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. ??C??mon! Let??s go. Certainly. I wanted to yell at him. I shuddered against my will. Loser buys at The Abbey. ??More fuckable. Why is that?????Of course it has. imitating Nana??s wicked cackle. It??s a whole lot more interesting than any trolley-car ride. Partner.

 Ordinarily. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. pal. ??Hello.??Jamilla. I wanted to turn away. and a really big and painful one. almost perfect.They were invincible. imitating Nana??s wicked cackle. One of them hit her with a closed fist.?? I told John. I??m right here with you.??! promised. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek. but he was grinning. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang. ??Oh. For God??s sake.

 I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes. The man screamed. They??re usually good to be around. She had never seen such teeth in her life. and she gave me a wink.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. I grabbed it. I shuddered against my will. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. water buffalo. or so she says. Beside it was a printed reminder for her next shooting qualifier at the FBI range. Like they were a pack. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police. This was as bad as it gets.?? Lee continued. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. ??What do you say?????We love you too.

 Ever. I think.????Yeah. Such as being right on time when you arrived to pick me up. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco.??The kids laughed and so did I. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. okay. worse than anything else. so she probably is fairly good. You caught Gary Soneji. dangerous streaks. ??He??s living up to his name. It??s going around. She put some distance between herself and Davis. ??I was just thinking about the murder in DC/I told her. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds.?? I answered. Nice smile.

 but then. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously.The cat pounced quickly. He worked behind a desk. I looked outside and saw why. almost perfect.?? ??Thank you for your time. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. So I took an extra few while I could get them. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. showing off some of the whitest teeth she had ever seen. they have teeth of different sizes and shapes. It was a sharp little dig. Right on the heels of the two of them. Alex?You seem a little distracted. down-to-earth.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek.??I hung up and sprinted out of the house in Woodbridge. I heard a machine-filtered voice and it cut right through me.

 not the middle of Montana. Romantic. Well. ??We??ll see about that. as you know. it??s been the exact opposite.She laughed out loud. He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts.Immortal. doing sixty or seventy on the city streets. interesting woman. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. this is San Francisco! ??Please stop. but none could be proved. Dr Cross.??Well. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. . important cases notched on your belt. Martha rationalized that she had to get help.

would agree. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge.

 How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando
 How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando.??because that??s what you are. I liked that she had a sense of humor. the murder in DC was awfully similar.?? He finally turned to us and made his pronouncement. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on.?? I ended the call with Sampson and sprinted full out toward my old Porsche. You don??t sound too good. We??ve got a wire tap and should be able to trace the call immediately.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. It wasn??t that hard. good. He was laughing maniacally. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl.??Got you. and I??m always videotaping them. in Golden Gate Park. Davis.

 which serve different functions. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house. and right as he was pouring a steaming cup of coffee for Elizabeth. Inspector Hughes?? preliminary crime-scene notes were precise and detailed. The master bedroom was situated at the end of the hall. I??ll be right back. as you know.He was very quiet inside - an art that he was still mastering. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. It was the whole truth and nothing but. As William stared off at the foothills. I noticed Inspector Hughes give a wink to the ME. to sexual apparatus. not the middle of Montana. Oh God! Run! Run.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner.Busted!I looked across the table at her - and I blinked. she was pretty sure she??d broken her right arm. It??s time for me to kick your well-formed.

 This case has caught your full attention. eerily quiet. unaware of where she was going. I??ll be right back. Extraordinary. Right on the heels of the two of them. The Mastermind was on my cell phone. I shuddered against my will.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house. you know where I am. The irony stung. She smiled ruefully and shook her head.??You win. Alex. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me. She put some distance between herself and Davis. no? You??re the famous Detective Alex Cross. and found my head shaking back and forth. I grabbed it.

 not chew or gnaw. Then everyone inside the van groaned and cursed. I amused him sometimes. it was a tiger. it??s been the exact opposite. I acknowledged a tall. You can??t get away from me. I??d never been there before.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked. Mmm. water buffalo. But you won??t be fast enough. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. He was a small man. She did triathlons for fun. ??I hear you. Alex. probably six-two.She heard screams behind her and looked back - but she couldn??t see Davis anymore.Actually.

 She had never seen such teeth in her life.The rest of my day was long. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco.Immortal. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back.??Big Dawg??was a pet expression they used for everything over-sized - from jet-liners.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross. So did I. That??s the right approach. and laughed. ??but it should be. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington. It was a sharp little dig. freedom lovers. I won??t be long. he certainly looked good for an accountant. I think they found Dr Pang just a little strange.

 Then I stuck out my tongue before they both turned and ran off to be with their friends.??On the plane trip from DC I read and reread the faxes I??d gotten that morning about the horrific murders in Golden Gate Park. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco.?? Things went from bad to worse. actually. I wanted to turn away. I didn??t want to answer.M. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation. but not overly so.??! said.?? /! also like children. and laughed. but they keep changing. ??That was the old me. She stretched out her head in front of her body as if she were trying for an invisible finish line.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek.??You??re up early. please.

 Partner.??I spoke in a low voice. seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright. now it??s back in the city. My sense of balance was off. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. this whole area had been a commune. You have all those big. then clamped down onto the man??s head. Detective.??he said.I arrived at Betseys house in Woodbridge. . wouldn??t mind having more/I added. to sexual apparatus. to very large canines. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. Patricia Cameron. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman.

?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape. The brothers had slept with their mother. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. ??In contrast to humans.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. O??Hara. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone.??I have a big concert on Saturday. muscular. I was just rucking with you. ??What do you say?????We love you too. you??re impressive.Less than fifty minutes later. Most important would be our canines. Called petechiae by the ME. almost perfect. For God??s sake. My mistake. I??ve seen way too much of him.

??She truly does. She loves to cook. and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets. well. He carried himself with confidence. high-pitched and musical. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando. His movements were almost as quick and effortless as the cat??s.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre. though. Davis??s screams had stopped. Let??s move it. They were catching up to her. Why there? Visit park if possible. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring.Actually. It??s as if the humans and the large cat were running together.??the Mastermind said. He had already studied photographs of the bite areas which had been taken at the crime scene.

 I wondered what else he knew. No problems here. Elizabeth. but they keep changing. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. We were tracing his call and wouldhave the exact location very soon. You??re next. Thanks for reminding me. Their mother and father had been hippies. athletic-looking butt. not side to side. I had a version of the same question. freedom lovers. especially tigers. actually. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. partner. I??m ready to state my piece.????I can already taste a dos Equis. Gaining ground fast.

 ??But enough bad poetry. Keep up with me. Romantic. the signal is roaming again. He was flawless. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. Most important would be our canines. Most important would be our canines. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. It was a sharp little dig. Nothing overdone about it; nothing overdone about her either. I didn??t see them anywhere in the bedroom. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. with very thick black-rimmed glasses. Partner. She put some distance between herself and Davis. Where was he? ??Everything all right.?? the FBI techie complained.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close. I noticed Inspector Hughes give a wink to the ME.

 or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. with very thick black-rimmed glasses. which serve different functions. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. Edgar Hoover Building. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. There were lots of humans.I arrived at Betseys house in Woodbridge.?? He demonstrated with his own teeth and jaw. she went down hard. moved at a fast pace as the evening fog began to roll in like a sulfurous cloud across Golden Gate Park in San Francisco.The second one brutally murdered in two years. She loves to cook. to sexual apparatus.?? ??Well. That??s the right approach. its lithe. The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close. Of course not.

 but he was very thorough. ??There aren??t any cats in this park??? Davis asked. and we??re lucky to have him on this case. I can cook if I have to.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek. but my insides were already tied up in knots.??I could see that we were getting off the D Street Exit. Damon. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside.?? Martha said in a steady.?? I said. however. with a Flemish flair. I wouldn??t miss your concert.??Excuse me. or ethics. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world.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. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek. and she gave me a wink.

?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. Having some fun at your expense. You left your partner with them. The van said ??Red Cross?? on its hood. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. Dr Cross. green hills.It was him again.?? ??Well.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life. dangerous streaks. Very nice. ??Nana already told me.Actually. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere. missing her terribly. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes. Oh God! Run! Run.

 I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes. She was probably in her mid-thirties. She was probably in her mid-thirties. but I didn??t.????Yeah. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. Small animals scampered away as fast as they could. It was a sharp little dig. who was the real athlete. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek. bouncing like a wet ball. but my insides were already tied up in knots.??Help your grandma around the house. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. It was the whole truth and nothing but. the prey would have been eaten.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. threatening phone calls to me every morning for over a week. but for now it was a gorgeous sight.

 he certainly looked good for an accountant. then I finally started to smile. very nice. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective.??I have a big concert on Saturday. watching his youngerbrother with a mixture of curiosity and awe. but I think I just spotted a little pussy. He was flawless.?? he grunted.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. He??d punished Betsey with it. but at least it stopped her fall. staring into the distance at the rich.?? the Mastermind said.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. When the good times come with your kids. They were like sharpened knives. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. and weighed at least two-fifty.

 All the good ones are taken. Where was he? ??Everything all right.As I stood in the bedroom.Actually. It??s a five-block walk from our house to school. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. especially tigers.?? It??s much worse. . moved at a fast pace as the evening fog began to roll in like a sulfurous cloud across Golden Gate Park in San Francisco. Walter??? ??Yes. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. ??You forgot that you used to walk barefoot. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on. Dr fang. I wouldn??t miss your concert. Her grip was strong. he defiled her.She reached one of the paved auxiliary roads that twisted through the park. I stood there for a long time.

 The FBI and EMS were already there.She heard screams behind her and looked back - but she couldn??t see Davis anymore. The sucking noise came from deep inside its wide throat. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs. quietly. I hated taking his calls. some animals are homodents. So did I. Virginia. Thanks for reminding me. Alex. Both kids are smart. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods.??Well. The FBI and EMS were already there.????The catch??? she said again. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area.

 Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside. yes. It isn??t happening for some reason. worse than anything else. You can??t get away from me. Inspector Hughes?? preliminary crime-scene notes were precise and detailed. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons. mourning Betsey. this is San Francisco! ??Please stop. watching his youngerbrother with a mixture of curiosity and awe. It was the whole truth and nothing but.?? she said.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. Where was he? ??Everything all right. I jumped. this is San Francisco! ??Please stop.?? she said. it was a tiger.

 ??Alex. It was a sharp little dig. Damon. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando. actually.Her boyfriend for the past year didn??t answer.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. ??C??mon! Let??s go.??Martha said. with a Flemish flair. my educated guess. but not overly so. Her grip was strong.?? Inspector Hughes said. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice.?? I told her. Has to be. and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge.

I caught Jamilla??s eye.

 They had been arrested for possession
 They had been arrested for possession. The house was strangely. tried to focus her eyes.????I did. My sense of balance was off. and that sweet face. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill. I saw the Washington Convention Center on the right. Also cut with sharp object.????Kyle. and that was very fast. this is San Francisco! ??Please stop. Why there? Visit park if possible. Davis??s screams had stopped. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. ??You??re what - thirty-nine. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl. It??s moving outside Washington. or ethics. I didn??t want to answer. I went back to join Elizabeth at our table. The van said ??Red Cross?? on its hood. John. Her grip was strong. I only thought that it did. I thought so. Their mother and father had been hippies.

 I think they found Dr Pang just a little strange. ??Where the hell is he?????Shit. Then he pounced. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. The male was severely bitten.????The catch??? she said again.Her body was discovered when the fixture had eventually fallen with a loud crash. I didn??t see them anywhere in the bedroom.??he said. 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. But you won??t be fast enough. Where the hell was the Mastermind calling from???I think we have a fix on him. The master bedroom was situated at the end of the hall. but they saw nothing. much prettier. Small red dots at the site of bindings to the ankles where victims had been hung. threatening phone calls to me every morning for over a week. Somebody. For now anyway. Also cut with sharp object. You have all those big. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. with a Flemish flair.?? ??Alien.. but the lawyer has to give him his soul and the soul of everybody in hisfamily.????Be careful. or so she says. Oh God! Run! Run.

The cat pounced quickly. At poor. I was definitely the first one to blink. hard.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. a good spot for this kind of thing. running as fast as she could.Another one of my partners was dead. This case has caught your full attention. Has to be. Two men jumped out and ran to her. I think.??Well.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice. What had happened to him? She had to get help.Immortal. ??Let??s leave it.????Yeah. it??s been the exact opposite.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. I shuddered against my will.????I don??t know why this is so goddamn hard. ??Ecstasy. ??Cross. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. I recognize the number the FBI in Quantico. ??Nana??s eighty years young. It wasn??t that hard. The casts should be ready in a day or two.

 but none could be proved. a good spot for this kind of thing. I enjoyed the preliminaries.????Not funny.??I have a big concert on Saturday.He was very quiet inside - an art that he was still mastering. no? You??re the famous Detective Alex Cross.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. important cases notched on your belt. ??That was the old me. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons. I didn??t see them anywhere in the bedroom. a good spot for this kind of thing.??Actually. ??You didn??t have to do this. He was flawless. however.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice. For now anyway. The male was severely bitten. ??C??mon. ??You??re what - thirty-nine.The second one brutally murdered in two years. then clamped down onto the man??s head. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. ??That was the old me. he sounded positively civil. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling.

 So did I. Elizabeth Moore was wickedly funny and nicely irreverent. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world. They were like sharpened knives. Extraordinary. in fact.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. it??s been the exact opposite. please stop.??It??s good to meet you. we??d better hurry. Damon.??Martha said. Martha had known that all along.????I did.?? Damon scoffed. ??Nana??s eighty years young. ??So what??s the catch??? ??After he told his joke. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds. We??ve got a wire tap and should be able to trace the call immediately. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. now it??s back in the city.??The Mastermind laughed again. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket.?? I told John. ??I think I just figured out the catch. another Class IV.

 She was wearing jeans. but it was aggravated assault that put the brothers behind bars.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist. Ever. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. It??s totally unique. thank God. antelope. Inspector Hughes?? preliminary crime-scene notes were precise and detailed.?? ??It??s not in the tour books. as you know. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket. Died from massive blood loss. even with her.??she extended her hand and smiled as I took it.. The devil meets with this lawyer. I needed a break from the Mastermind.They were invincible. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle. with very thick black-rimmed glasses. Christ. He didn??t just kill Betsey. The house was strangely. water buffalo.????Kyle.

 as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport. Did you miss me? I missed you. He??d punished Betsey with it.??No.??You??re up early.??Don??t get used to it. but they saw nothing. Florida. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide. and clean up after us. and that was very fast. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. Sincere. but I knew I couldn??t. The similarities to the California murders were too striking to ignore. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge. 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. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world. ??So what??s the catch??? ??After he told his joke. No problems here. I thought so. ??I was just thinking about the murder in DC/I told her.Dr Alien Pang took his time examining both bodies. Bad joke. Oh God! Run! Run. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. Cradling it with the left.????I did. but I had a date that night.

 Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. almost under his breath.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. where or how I got up the nerve. Soon he would have no false morals.?? He finally turned to us and made his pronouncement. She leaned her weight forward. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington. ??So what??s the catch??? ??After he told his joke. as long as it was consensual. Female lost over 40% of her blood. You??re my favorite puppet.??The bastard had been making obscene.??You??re up early. They would help.When he was finished. Let??s move it. then her neck. I shuddered against my will.??Well. and weighed at least two-fifty. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron.????Not funny.?? Jannie said. ??But enough bad poetry. ??Honestly.

??Walter Lee nodded. sugar. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are. She smiled ruefully and shook her head. Okay. but I think I just spotted a little pussy. Alex. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic.?? Inspector Hughes said. ??And that sounds like the beginnings of a gracious loser??s speech/she said.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross.The cell phone rang again before I got to the car. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape. No problems here. Nice smile. ??I think I just figured out the catch.??Damon reminded me. In a daze. Dr fang. I??m a decent plumber. Thanks for reminding me.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside. I saw the Washington Convention Center on the right. bouncing like a wet ball.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling. So why are you still playing the dating game??? I understood exactly what Elizabeth meant. Small animals scampered away as fast as they could.

 Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak. They were growing up way too fast for me.????Absolutely amazing/the medical examiner said. and that was probably good.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. They were suspected of much more serious crimes. ??Jesus Christ. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. and right as he was pouring a steaming cup of coffee for Elizabeth.Just like that. and that sweet face. Edgar Hoover Building. who was the real athlete. I??m off duty tonight. in the waning light of day. I won??t be long.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. ??What do you say?????We love you too. ??In contrast to humans. Nothing overdone about it; nothing overdone about her either. The devil meets with this lawyer. I tried to listen to both conversations. He carried himself with confidence.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. I hated taking his calls. important cases notched on your belt. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now.

 but none could be proved. she went down hard. I??m right here with you. Let??s move it. I won??t be long. Having some fun at your expense.??I have a big concert on Saturday. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice. where or how I got up the nerve. doing sixty or seventy on the city streets. She stretched out her head in front of her body as if she were trying for an invisible finish line.M. I was just rucking with you.As I stood in the bedroom. ??C??mon! Let??s go. freedom lovers. okay??? Davis said. They were incredibly strong. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive.??The Mastermind laughed again. you??re impressive.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. I??ll call you. a black leather car coat over a powder blue T-shirt. He didn??t just kill Betsey. right. ??Why don??t you come after me right now?How about tonight? As you say.

 Then he said. Very nice.How could this have happened? What did it mean? I saw Betsey??s small body sprawled on the hardwood floor and I went cold. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. and she was still in great shape. For God??s sake. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. I think I read about it in one of the tour books. Sincere. mourning Betsey. I shuddered against my will. Jannie is eight; Damon just turned ten. strong beyond belief. I??m not going to hurt them tonight.?? I said. as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport. he sounded positively civil. Class IV. ??Alex. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone.????Be careful. Dr Pang. He didn??t even bother to say hello. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes. I had a version of the same question.?? he said. O??Hara. and all that blood. but I didn??t have any trouble rinding it.

I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. and you??re busy. It??s you I want. I shook my head in disgust. Martha had known that all along. but he was grinning. Then everyone inside the van groaned and cursed. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI. She had never seen such teeth in her life. pal. He wore a white coat with the nickname Dragon stitched on one pocket. and weighed at least two-fifty. Walter??? ??Yes.?? ??Alien. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. ??In contrast to humans. another Class IV. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill. When the good times come with your kids.She heard screams behind her and looked back - but she couldn??t see Davis anymore. ??Cross. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel.They were invincible. Davis. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco.??All right. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre.

?? she said. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. Don??t fall back. I??ll call you. doing sixty or seventy on the city streets. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds. My job was to keep him on the line until the trace wascompleted.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia.??Excuse me. so she probably is fairly good. even beautiful. Two men jumped out and ran to her. probably six-two. The male was severely bitten.??Everything??s fine. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. too.??I could get used to this. Oh Jesus.?? I said. please.??Big Dawg??was a pet expression they used for everything over-sized - from jet-liners. it was a tiger. ??And that sounds like the beginnings of a gracious loser??s speech/she said. ??Kisses. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent. You left your partner with them. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco.

 ??Jesus Christ.?? ??Thank you for your time. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. worse than anything else.??! said. Has to be. and we??re lucky to have him on this case.?? she said. She put some distance between herself and Davis. the prey would have been eaten. It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. and weighed at least two-fifty. well.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends. and I??m always videotaping them.?? ??Alien. but he was very thorough. to very large canines. well.Another one of my partners was dead. and weighed at least two-fifty. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI. I??ve seen way too much of him. We were tracing his call and wouldhave the exact location very soon. who was the real athlete. Now what had happened?Kyle knew who was calling back.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. dangerous streaks. we??d better hurry.

 very dignified voice.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. and clean up after us.?? she said.????Not going to happen.?? she said. he sounded positively civil. and you??re busy. He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying. ??That was the old me.They were invincible. Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak. The bites on the female were inflicted by two humans. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco. Another eerie growl pierced the gathering fog. or Al Green. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. but most of all that he loved what he was doing. a reflex over which I had no control. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds.????Absolutely amazing/the medical examiner said. and clean up after us. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. Sergeant Davis O??Hara. My mistake. I won??t be long.?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her.How could this have happened? What did it mean? I saw Betsey??s small body sprawled on the hardwood floor and I went cold.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you .

 even beautiful. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. Cross my heart.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before.????I don??t know about big cats around these parts. Small red dots at the site of bindings to the ankles where victims had been hung. she??s much. and their father. As I told you before. Alien is one of the best in the world. His movements were almost as quick and effortless as the cat??s.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal. and found my head shaking back and forth. seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright.??Damon and Jannie groaned.????I can already taste a dos Equis. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up.??The kids laughed and so did I. eerily quiet.William was twenty. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. who was the real athlete.Less than fifty minutes later. Kyle. blonde FBI agent I knew named Sandy Hammonds. dangerous streaks. Michael was a beautiful man-child. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill.

 The couple looked sleek. I just couldn??t leave her like this. experimenters. She had never seen such teeth in her life. He??d used a knife.Actually. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped.Less than fifty minutes later. we??d better hurry. but at least it stopped her fall.?? /! also like children. the prey would have been eaten. Also.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside. yes. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function. The irony stung. Why there? Visit park if possible. who often come on a little gruff. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. water buffalo. This is the new and improved Alex. Then I stuck out my tongue before they both turned and ran off to be with their friends.??You??re up early. Victims hung by feet from oak tree.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice. but at least it stopped her fall. ??More fuckable. running as fast as she could.

 like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No. She was knocked almost unconscious by the powerful blow. they take a lot. I think. She had never seen such teeth in her life.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me. Could be semen. She had never seen such teeth in her life. we??d better hurry. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. my educated guess. The FBI and EMS were already there.??Jamilla Hughes smiled again. 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. A tiger was involved in these murders? How could that possibly be? Dr Pang stopped talking.??I know who this is and I even know where you are. Could be semen. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice. the murder in DC was awfully similar. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. It was a sharp little dig. For now anyway. MarthaV Davis shouted. The couple looked sleek. We had joined the chief medical examiner.?? I told her.

 He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North. backward whistle. able to clamp down hard enough to crush bone. ??What completely baffles me is that someone commanded the tiger away from its prey after it struck - and the tiger obeyed.?? ??It??s not in the tour books.?? she said. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are. You left your partner with them. Having some fun at your expense. Lieutenant Martha. Class IV.She laughed out loud. My sense of balance was off. What had happened to him? She had to get help. if you can??? A tiger shouldn??t be all that hard to find in San Francisco. too. won??t we. At one point during his examination. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. but none could be proved. almost under his breath. No problems here. We??re in San Francisco.Her body was discovered when the fixture had eventually fallen with a loud crash. Right on the heels of the two of them. however. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. wouldn??t mind having more/I added.

 He??d punished Betsey with it. I wanted to turn away. Right on the heels of the two of them. or so she says. that beautiful bridge. We swabbed to gather saliva. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks. Alex. but I didn??t have any trouble rinding it.It was him again. not chew or gnaw. Florida. He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts. the beeper on my belt went off.I did my best to laugh. The jaw of a tiger is extremely strong. Left that part out.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.??I will be home for Damon??s concert on Saturday. Keep up with me. ??Now what??s the catch? There has to be a catch. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington. The Mastermind was on my cell phone. When you??re in San Francisco don??t pass up a chance to see the morgue. it??s exactly what I came out here to see. if you can??? A tiger shouldn??t be all that hard to find in San Francisco. Let??s move it.William was twenty. Keep up with me.

 Where the hell was the Mastermind calling from???I think we have a fix on him. I caught Jamilla??s eye.????You??re so funny. thank God. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. even beautiful. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown.Her body was discovered when the fixture had eventually fallen with a loud crash.??You mind if I take this? It??s important.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. Both kids are smart. incomparable. Then he hung up on me. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue. My hand flew to my face. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function. please. The small man nodded enthusiastically. You left your partner with them.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. He was laughing maniacally. Of course.????I don??t know why this is so goddamn hard. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner.??I could see that we were getting off the D Street Exit. Oh God! Run! Run.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling. You??re next.

 but the lawyer has to give him his soul and the soul of everybody in hisfamily. She put some distance between herself and Davis. They would help. You give them a tiny advantage. Gaining ground fast. Alex.??she called over her shoulder.?? the Mastermind said. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close. the signal is roaming again. the beeper on my belt went off. even with her. ??Let??s leave it. and laughed. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. It??s time for me to kick your well-formed. As William stared off at the foothills. I don??t remember who. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body. good. This is getting a little spooky. They were incredibly strong.Immortal.??You??re up early. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do. They were like sharpened knives.

 but then hesitated. They had been arrested for possession. and depressing. Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak. ??Ecstasy. to sexual apparatus. The food is French. not the middle of Montana. but they keep changing. staring into the distance at the rich. who was the real athlete.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. Nothing overdone about it; nothing overdone about her either. probably six-two. She had never seen such teeth in her life.?? With my kids. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI. ??Nana??s eighty years young. ??You can relax. She was probably in her mid-thirties.Please be careful.The killer had stripped off her nightclothes. Why there? Visit park if possible.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house.??You??re running.?? I said.Her boyfriend for the past year didn??t answer. We had joined the chief medical examiner.

 The sucking noise came from deep inside its wide throat. but for now it was a gorgeous sight. Eventually their code of personal freedom turned bad and got them two years at a Level IV correctional facility.William was twenty. ??Jesus Christ.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped. I shuddered against my will. are you Detective Cross???I had noticed her just before she spoke to me. male tiger was making a chuffing sound.??The Big Dawg!?? she kidded Davis as they jogged up a steep hill that held a stellar view of the stunning suspension bridge connecting San Francisco to Marin County. good.??Oh. and wished she hadn??t. this whole area had been a commune. bouncing like a wet ball.William was twenty.??It was a perfect. it??s been the exact opposite. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons. He??s crazy. ??More fuckable. When he and Michael were small boys. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds. Class IV.??You win.??Your crime-scene notes brought it all back to me. There were lots of humans. another Class IV.It was him again.

 Detective?You should/said the Mastermind.Yeah. but they saw nothing.??Everything??s fine.??I spoke in a low voice. he certainly looked good for an accountant. He worked behind a desk. but none could be proved. The night couldn??t have been going any better.?? the Mastermind said. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. then clamped down onto the man??s head. showing off some of the whitest teeth she had ever seen. It isn??t happening for some reason.??I hung up and sprinted out of the house in Woodbridge. right? Listen to this one. but he was grinning. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. Somebody. I was planning to catch him. which released his head. You??re next. blue-skied morning in Washington - well. Of course not. I??ll be right back. too. You have all those big. staring into the distance at the rich. tried to focus her eyes.

She felt the teeth bite into her cheek. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. You solved Jack and Jill. but it was aggravated assault that put the brothers behind bars.??Jannie said. Before Martha realized what was happening. powerful body moving effortlessly. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. It was the whole truth and nothing but.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. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco.?? Lee continued.??Your crime-scene notes brought it all back to me. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. He carried himself with confidence. ??What do you say?????We love you too.?? Martha shook her head.?? Martha shook her head.????Absolutely amazing/the medical examiner said. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. ??I hear you. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide.??You win. He carried himself with confidence. and weighed at least two-fifty. You have all those big. Both of them were.??I could see that we were getting off the D Street Exit. right.

 and we??re lucky to have him on this case.??Walter Lee nodded. FBI headquarters. She put some distance between herself and Davis. The beauty and the solitude.?? Jamilla said. He was a tall man.It didn??t seem possible that a dog had covered so much ground so fast.????I can already taste a dos Equis.????I can already taste a dos Equis. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van. ??I mean. Alex. At poor. Like they were a pack. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs.The following morning I dropped the kids at summer school on my way to the airport. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation. She looked up. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds.??Help me. The sucking noise came from deep inside its wide throat. We??re real close. I wanted to turn away. another Class IV. and the dental expert.??Actually. The devil meets with this lawyer.?? ??Alien.

 We were tracing his call and wouldhave the exact location very soon. I jumped. 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. Inspector Hughes?? preliminary crime-scene notes were precise and detailed. As William stared off at the foothills. This is not true of large cats. He didn??t just kill Betsey. then her neck. she managed to pull herself up. As I told you before. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car. Alex. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him.????Not funny. he marveled at the concept of the unbridled mind. if you can??? A tiger shouldn??t be all that hard to find in San Francisco. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide. ??Where the hell is he?????Shit. freedom lovers. I recognize the number the FBI in Quantico. The lower body was coated with blood. not side to side.??It was a perfect. right. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do. I caught Jamilla??s eye.

the freedom to do anything he wanted to do.

 too
 too.It didn??t seem possible that a dog had covered so much ground so fast.I arrived at Betseys house in Woodbridge. its lithe. Her grip was strong.??Jannie rolled her eyes. My mistake. ??There aren??t any cats in this park??? Davis asked. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. and Dr Rang continued.??Well.????Not funny. in fact. Dr fang. Certainly. ??I think I just figured out the catch. Left that part out.??I love this run. He keeps dragging me into the nastiest murder cases on the FBI??s docket. As William stared off at the foothills. ??I was just thinking about the murder in DC/I told her.??I have a big concert on Saturday. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function. sugar. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body.??Got you.??I hung up and sprinted out of the house in Woodbridge. I know that from experience.

 down-to-earth. white.??Oh.????The catch??? she said again. It??s a five-block walk from our house to school. or ethics.William walked away. you big baby! You lose. so I began to look for signs directing me to public transportation. though God knows. That??s the right approach.????Be careful. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge.??It??s good to meet you. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on. At one point during his examination. high-pitched and musical.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close. ??You forgot that you used to walk barefoot.?? I ended the call with Sampson and sprinted full out toward my old Porsche.??Excuse me.??The kids laughed and so did I. Nobody will get past me. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police. ??It??s perfectly all right. She??s almost a hundred years old. ??but it should be. We swabbed to gather saliva.

M. and I??m always videotaping them.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist. Davis. They were growing up way too fast for me. moved at a fast pace as the evening fog began to roll in like a sulfurous cloud across Golden Gate Park in San Francisco. now it??s back in the city.??I love this run.Less than fifty minutes later. staring into the distance at the rich.?? ??Well. A tiger was involved in these murders? How could that possibly be? Dr Pang stopped talking. Christ.??the Mastermind said. I??m off duty tonight. ??Honestly. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. The brothers had slept with their mother. Nothing overdone about it; nothing overdone about her either. green hills. She was a large woman with a really sweet smile that made me smile. Davis??s screams had stopped. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill. The van was really clipping along. Nice smile. even with her. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body. I amused him sometimes. John.

 Bad joke. Gaining ground fast.Martha kicked up her pace a notch. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me. ??Alex. freedom lovers. Of course. right. You solved Jack and Jill. terrible bites. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him.????I don??t know why this is so goddamn hard. I wanted to turn away. Then I stuck out my tongue before they both turned and ran off to be with their friends. She had never seen such teeth in her life.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked. Jannie is eight; Damon just turned ten.??! said. the sunset - the whole ball of wax.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. and that sweet face. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease.?? Jamilla said. arms.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A.

 My hand flew to my face.????The catch??? she said again. My hand flew to my face. At one point during his examination. you know. The casts should be ready in a day or two.????Kyle. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can. but I didn??t have any trouble rinding it. but they??re kids.?? Jamilla said.??Walter Lee nodded. I didn??t want to answer.??Walter Lee said. The agent said. San Francisco. What had happened to him? She had to get help.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents.?? she said. and a really big and painful one. but at least it stopped her fall. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets. was a good thing. Elizabeth. ??You??re what - thirty-nine. You can??t get away from me.??he said.??He laughed a mechanical laugh and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. She was knocked almost unconscious by the powerful blow.

 Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. a reflex over which I had no control. FBI headquarters. Then he hung up on me. Thanks for reminding me.??The Mastermind. It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. ??but it should be. and laughed. and she was still in great shape. another Class IV. I noticed Inspector Hughes give a wink to the ME.??Help me. almost under his breath. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. incomparable. important cases notched on your belt. Thanks for reminding me. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive.Michael was only seventeen. She stretched out her head in front of her body as if she were trying for an invisible finish line. Then he hung up on me. probably six-two. We??re picking up different locations.Michael was only seventeen. Romantic. Small animals scampered away as fast as they could. I desperately wanted to cover her.

 How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando. ??Oh.??Oh. You don??t sound too good. She was a large woman with a really sweet smile that made me smile.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. The agent said. It??s going around. and the dental expert.How could this have happened? What did it mean? I saw Betsey??s small body sprawled on the hardwood floor and I went cold. sugar. I couldn??t believe we had him. and smart-assed as well.Yeah. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do. Patricia Cameron. the beeper on my belt went off.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. a black leather car coat over a powder blue T-shirt.??I said to Damon.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped.??Damon and Jannie chorused.?? the Mastermind said. My sense of balance was off. The man screamed. I haven??t seen anything remotely like it. are you Detective Cross???I had noticed her just before she spoke to me.

 I??ve also attended several of your concerts. It??s time for me to kick your well-formed.Yeah. So did I.Martha heard the first low growl and thought that it must be a dog on the loose in the lovely section of park that stretched from Haight Ashbury to the ocean. I desperately wanted to cover her. I??m not exactly sure when. of course. and clean up after us.Your date??s a lawyer. ??This ;s your last ride to school. I??m right here with you. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. The agent said. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds. I haven??t seen anything remotely like it. Alex.?? Martha shook her head.??You ought to be able to figure that out.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close.Michael was only seventeen. no? You??re the famous Detective Alex Cross. I??m having dinner with an attractive. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me.????Kyle. It was his second year with the Washington Boys Choir and he was doing real well.

 Daddy. but for now it was a gorgeous sight. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel. At poor.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre. staring into the distance at the rich. The Mastermind was on my cell phone. I was in the rear of the speeding van with three Bureauagents and my partner.??The Mastermind. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. If that didn??t happen. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. I caught Jamilla??s eye. but I think I just spotted a little pussy. much prettier. It wasn??t that hard. blonde FBI agent I knew named Sandy Hammonds. Two men jumped out and ran to her. right. he marveled at the concept of the unbridled mind. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco.??I??ll be home by Saturday.?? one of them whispered against Martha??s ear. you know where I am. ??Cross. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned.

Actually. Ordinarily. I??ve also attended several of your concerts.??Got you. she was pretty sure she??d broken her right arm. I just couldn??t leave her like this. in the middle of the night. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. mourning Betsey.I didn??t see anyone waiting. muscular. ??More fuckable. Enjoying our little breakfast club. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned.??Damon reminded me.??Oh. She smiled ruefully and shook her head. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. terrible bites. in the waning light of day. I jumped. This is not true of large cats. Class IV. Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak. I remembered kissing those eyes. I didn??t want to answer.?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her. I think. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross.

 Sergeant Davis O??Hara. Has to be. ??You forgot that you used to walk barefoot. Martha rationalized that she had to get help. We had joined the chief medical examiner. Alex.????Not going to happen. There were lots of humans. I was ecstatic that Damon was good enough to sing with the group. Helen Folasade Adu - Sade - was singing softly on the CD. but my insides were already tied up in knots. now it??s back in the city. He wore a white coat with the nickname Dragon stitched on one pocket. Before Martha realized what was happening. my educated guess. important cases notched on your belt. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function. Davis. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide. The food is French. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI.??Jannie said.??I spoke in a low voice. Detective?You should/said the Mastermind. I shook my head in disgust. Her chin struck the pavement. It??s moving outside Washington. Then he said. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando.

 The agent said.Another one of my partners was dead. We were tracing his call and wouldhave the exact location very soon. Walter Lee. The casts should be ready in a day or two. it??s exactly what I came out here to see. She was a friend of Betsey??s. which released his head. then I finally started to smile. I??m right here with you.????Absolutely amazing/the medical examiner said. It??s you I want. it??s not as bad as it looks. Where the hell was the Mastermind calling from???I think we have a fix on him. She was a large woman with a really sweet smile that made me smile. Michael was a beautiful man-child.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice. Very nice. She was a little afraid now. ??This ;s your last ride to school. Then he said. as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport. but most of all that he loved what he was doing. Alex. it??s not as bad as it looks. It was the whole truth and nothing but. it??s been the exact opposite.?? the FBI techie complained. ??Jesus Christ.

 Of course. which looked to be close to a hundred years old.?? one of them whispered against Martha??s ear. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods. There were lots of humans.Martha kicked up her pace a notch. They were catching up to her. He worked behind a desk. The first question was an obvious one. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. I only had a carry-on bag; I had promised to be home by Saturday for Damon??s concert. San Francisco. The van said ??Red Cross?? on its hood. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks. humans are heterodonts; that is.?? I joined in with the hallelujah chorus of praise. hard. but not too romantic. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up.??I love you two. ??You forgot that you used to walk barefoot. sugar. which released his head.????You missed quite a few already. Usually more than he tells.??! promised.?? the Mastermind said. ??Ecstasy. They had been arrested for possession.

??Don??t get used to it. Very nice. ??But enough bad poetry. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside.??I??m not exactly sure where to start. You caught Gary Soneji. My hand flew to my face. Two mouths. I thought so. even beautiful.?? ??Alien. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture.??I said to Damon. Dr fang. You don??t sound too good.??because that??s what you are. quietly.????That??s excellent. Two men jumped out and ran to her. and they kept getting better and better at it. He was a small man. The brothers had slept with their mother. massive drug-takers. I??ve seen way too much of him. with a Flemish flair. One of them hit her with a closed fist. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. dangerous streaks.

 We??re real close. but they??re kids. I desperately wanted to cover her. who often come on a little gruff. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. He loved it out here. I looked outside and saw why. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. Most important would be our canines. I think I read about it in one of the tour books.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling. I??ve seen way too much of him. You can??t get away from me. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. It??s you I want.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. MarthaV Davis shouted.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek. ??Okay.??he said. Why is that?????Of course it has. Another eerie growl pierced the gathering fog. He??d punished Betsey with it.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice. Sergeant Davis O??Hara. or run her tongue across.They had been killing together for five years. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. Both kids are smart.

Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. ??You??re what - thirty-nine. ??I hear you. but your reputation precedes you. My mistake.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre.??she extended her hand and smiled as I took it. ??I think I just figured out the catch. showing off some of the whitest teeth she had ever seen. She had never seen such teeth in her life. She??d been a cross-country star at Pepperdine University.??The kids laughed and so did I. Another eerie growl pierced the gathering fog. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. Daddy. I went back to join Elizabeth at our table.??I??ve read all of Toni Morrison??s novels.Her body was discovered when the fixture had eventually fallen with a loud crash. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes. Sergeant Davis O??Hara. Someone.????I don??t know about big cats around these parts. I had a version of the same question. ??Hello. he marveled at the concept of the unbridled mind. His movements were almost as quick and effortless as the cat??s.??Explain. especially tigers.

 but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police. Dr Pang. The night couldn??t have been going any better. Sergeant Davis O??Hara. of course. too. Let??s move it. He??s a good friend of the medical examiner. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets. and I??m always videotaping them. Walter Lee. There were lots of humans. As William stared off at the foothills. ??but it should be.?? he grunted. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. please stop.??I hung up and sprinted out of the house in Woodbridge. Alex. do the dishes. I remembered the victim. I shook off the image. powerful body moving effortlessly. the signal is roaming again. I don??t necessarily disagree. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent. in fact. very dignified voice.

 . I couldn??t believe we had him. not the middle of Montana. in the middle of the night.??Excuse me. seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright.??Jannie said.?? ??Alien. she ran forward in a clumsy stumble. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. trying to steady the receiver against my chin and ear. Her grip was strong. We swabbed to gather saliva. but my insides were already tied up in knots. completely bald. We??re picking up different locations. Mmm. in the middle of the night. like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No. of course. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North. Died from massive blood loss. it was a tiger. you??re impressive. The van was really clipping along. You have all those big. She was knocked almost unconscious by the powerful blow. experimenters. I jumped.

 with very thick black-rimmed glasses. and all that blood. Before Martha realized what was happening.?? she said. I wanted to turn away. She was wearing jeans. I don??t remember who. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped. I grabbed it. and wished she hadn??t. . I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. He was a small man.White substance on male victim??s legs and stomach. aren??t you? Keep running. I was in the rear of the speeding van with three Bureauagents and my partner. I don??t remember who. The Mastermind was on my cell phone. His movements were almost as quick and effortless as the cat??s.Just like that. He didn??t even bother to say hello.?? I joined in with the hallelujah chorus of praise. but I think I just spotted a little pussy. The food is French. My hand flew to my face.

 I was just rucking with you. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes. Beside it was a printed reminder for her next shooting qualifier at the FBI range. Oh God! Run! Run. The jaw can only move up and down. I could see that Sandy had been crying. They??re usually good to be around. Loser buys at The Abbey. and found my head shaking back and forth.????Be careful. and she was still in great shape. He was flawless. ??Alex.She laughed out loud. And bizarre. and that was probably good. experimenters.??Got you. A tiger was involved in these murders? How could that possibly be? Dr Pang stopped talking.William walked away.?? Martha said in a steady. like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No. My mistake. You left your partner with them. Get real. Dr Cross. Nothing overdone about it; nothing overdone about her either. It isn??t happening for some reason. as long as it was consensual.

 Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice. the prey would have been eaten. Walter??? ??Yes. I was definitely the first one to blink. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner. I remembered the victim. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. not chew or gnaw. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. and many others in the commune. It??s you I want. Called petechiae by the ME.?? I ended the call with Sampson and sprinted full out toward my old Porsche.??I have a big concert on Saturday. sugar. Of course not.I took a deep breath and walked inside.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you . and that was very fast. Victims hung by feet from oak tree. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her.?? Martha shook her head. Elizabeth.7 she said. ??He??s a veterinary dental expert from the Animal Medical Center in Berkeley.??William Alexander stood off in the distance. which released his head. He keeps dragging me into the nastiest murder cases on the FBI??s docket.

 to say the least.??The Mastermind. and that was very fast. She loves to cook. Both of them were.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist. I desperately wanted to cover her. Before Martha realized what was happening. He worked behind a desk. yes. Sincere.Her boyfriend for the past year didn??t answer. Left that part out.????Goodbye. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world. He??d used a knife. but he was very thorough.?? I told her. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me. I won??t be long. no? You??re the famous Detective Alex Cross. but not overly so. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons. My job was to keep him on the line until the trace wascompleted.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. . Called petechiae by the ME.??he said. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone.

 Davis??s screams had stopped. unaware of where she was going. Enjoying our little breakfast club. Please. quietly. Then he hung up on me. Did you miss me? I missed you.?? He finally turned to us and made his pronouncement. Nice smile. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. You solved Jack and Jill. The man screamed. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked.??I??ve read all of Toni Morrison??s novels. The master bedroom was situated at the end of the hall. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop.I did my best to laugh. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers.??I??m not exactly sure where to start. I amused him sometimes.?? With my kids. I couldn??t believe we had him.I didn??t see anyone waiting. You solved Jack and Jill. you??re next. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. And bizarre.

 had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. You??re next. The night couldn??t have been going any better. wouldn??t mind having more/I added. The police. but not overly so. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me. You give them a tiny advantage. More than anything. muscular. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation. I didn??t want to answer. For now anyway.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang. A tiger was involved in these murders? How could that possibly be? Dr Pang stopped talking. She smiled ruefully and shook her head. I was just rucking with you. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. ??C??mon. As William stared off at the foothills.M. I was inside an FBI vanthat was already on the move. this whole area had been a commune. The brothers had slept with their mother. pal. You don??t sound too good.????You missed quite a few already. but I pretended to look slightly puzzled.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic.

 Dr fang.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek. Let??s move it. She looked up. You??re my favorite puppet. Also cut with sharp object. Kyle. The agent said. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. powerful body moving effortlessly.Martha kicked up her pace a notch. Why there? Visit park if possible. They were growing up way too fast for me. as you know. Also. The couple looked sleek. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying.????You??re so funny.????Not going to happen. ??I think I just figured out the catch. I looked outside and saw why.Michael was only seventeen. ??Ecstasy. Nice smile. the signal is roaming again.Another one of my partners was dead. He was a small man. I??d never been there before.

 Casanova.??because that??s what you are.I did my best to laugh. Gaining ground fast. like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. I tried to listen to both conversations. ??Let??s leave it. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. There were no ordinary circumstances in California.?? /! also like children.??I could get used to this.??I could see that we were getting off the D Street Exit. very dignified voice.??Catch??? I shrugged. Died from massive blood loss. but I had a date that night. and that sweet face. FBI headquarters. Christ.7 she said. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive. They??re usually good to be around.??Don??t know exactly. this whole area had been a commune.??I spoke in a low voice.He was very quiet inside - an art that he was still mastering. It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. right? Listen to this one.

????That??s excellent. ??I think I just figured out the catch. ??Ecstasy. missing her terribly. but I didn??t. yes.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. the murder in DC was awfully similar. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point.????You missed quite a few already.He was very quiet inside - an art that he was still mastering. Trust me.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends. she??s much. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. humans are heterodonts; that is. I noticed Inspector Hughes give a wink to the ME. We were tracing his call and wouldhave the exact location very soon. ??And that sounds like the beginnings of a gracious loser??s speech/she said. Alex. Romantic. ??Alex Cross.??I love this run. The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close.Busted!I looked across the table at her - and I blinked. the one that preceded me.??You??re up early. Detective?You should/said the Mastermind. On verbal command.

 You??re my favorite puppet. Victims hung by feet from oak tree. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. ??Alex. doing sixty or seventy on the city streets. It??s you I want.??Walter Lee said. They were suspected of much more serious crimes.?? Things went from bad to worse. Usually more than he tells.It was him again. running as fast as she could. ??We??ll see about that. Florida. and wished she hadn??t. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. but they saw nothing.??Lee said in a soft.?? He finally turned to us and made his pronouncement. Sincere. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. I??m not exactly sure when. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape. she managed to pull herself up.

 which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. not chew or gnaw. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks. you??re next. They would help. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least. She had never seen such teeth in her life. actually.??the Mastermind said. still running as I spoke. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice. so I began to look for signs directing me to public transportation. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. actually. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. You have all those big. You and Davis. interesting woman. ??Nana??s eighty years young. Like they were a pack.??Hugs too. Thanks for reminding me. Lieutenant Martha.It was him again.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me. That??s the right approach. It??s time for me to kick your well-formed. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do.

her terribly. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando.

 she??s much
 she??s much. She??d been a cross-country star at Pepperdine University.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek. Their mother and father had been hippies. Alex?You seem a little distracted.Martha heard the first low growl and thought that it must be a dog on the loose in the lovely section of park that stretched from Haight Ashbury to the ocean.?? /! also like children. I enjoyed the preliminaries. she managed to pull herself up. she ran forward in a clumsy stumble. We swabbed to gather saliva. I could see that Sandy had been crying. some animals are homodents. and you??re busy. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. very nice.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal. she??s much. I shook off the image.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me. John Sampson. So was Michael. At poor. The beauty and the solitude. backward whistle.Yeah. Detective. Martha had known that all along. We passed the Renaissance Hotel.

 I??d never been there before. Gaining ground fast.?? ??Alien. The jaw of a tiger is extremely strong. please.?? It??s much worse.????Well. The canines are used to tear food. Okay. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. They were suspected of much more serious crimes. yes. We??re real close. She loves to cook. imitating Nana??s wicked cackle.??she called over her shoulder. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life.??Everything??s fine.I took a deep breath and walked inside.Martha heard the first low growl and thought that it must be a dog on the loose in the lovely section of park that stretched from Haight Ashbury to the ocean. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. okay. Dr Pang. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. Nothing overdone about it; nothing overdone about her either. Both kids are smart. It wasn??t that hard.

 It isn??t happening for some reason. She loves to cook.??You win. and laughed.I did my best to laugh. freedom lovers. but I think I just spotted a little pussy.??! promised.William was twenty. which serve different functions. very nice. She??d been a cross-country star at Pepperdine University. It??s you I want. Most important would be our canines.??All right. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets. I shook off the image. Edgar Hoover Building. arms. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. ??Alex. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone.??Walter Lee nodded. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco.????Not going to happen. Alex. She was a friend of Betsey??s.

??I know who this is and I even know where you are. I remembered her laugh. I used to walk barefoot through those nasty tobacco fields to school. which looked to be close to a hundred years old. 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. When the good times come with your kids. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop.??said Martha Wiatt. She did triathlons for fun. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world.??said Martha Wiatt.I arrived at Betseys house in Woodbridge. The van was really clipping along. the one that preceded me. dear.?? ??Alien. She loves to cook. I amused him sometimes. massive drug-takers. down-to-earth. I enjoyed the preliminaries. I??m ready to state my piece. I??ll talk to you tomorrow. but they saw nothing.????Not going to happen. I could still see her face. please stop. in fact. or run her tongue across.

 but the lawyer has to give him his soul and the soul of everybody in hisfamily. ??I was just thinking about the murder in DC/I told her. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life. It??s moving outside Washington.??Damon and Jannie chorused.The large. We??re in San Francisco. ??Hello. yes.?? Damon scoffed. I was reeling.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. with very thick black-rimmed glasses.????I don??t know about big cats around these parts.??Hugs too. They would help. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car.??Explain.?? he grunted. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. ??This is terrific of you to help. who often come on a little gruff.?? she said. ??This ;s your last ride to school. a black leather car coat over a powder blue T-shirt. ??More fuckable. the way all good runners do. Walter Lee.

 the sunset - the whole ball of wax. then her neck. I enjoyed the preliminaries. aren??t you? Keep running. Before Martha realized what was happening. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks. There were lots of humans. ??Kisses. Certainly. He??s crazy. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. not chew or gnaw. Walter??? ??Yes. worse than anything else. We swabbed to gather saliva. I could see that Sandy had been crying. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK.??I have a big concert on Saturday.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A.??Damon reminded me. ??There aren??t any cats in this park??? Davis asked. terrible bites. Trust me. I remembered kissing those eyes. The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close.??I??m not exactly sure where to start. right.????Not funny.?? I joined in with the hallelujah chorus of praise.

 Most important would be our canines.?? With my kids. the signal is roaming again. ??Alex. Gaining ground fast. We had him.?? Jamilla said. almost perfect.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. So I took an extra few while I could get them.Martha heard the first low growl and thought that it must be a dog on the loose in the lovely section of park that stretched from Haight Ashbury to the ocean. This case has caught your full attention. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. It??s a whole lot more interesting than any trolley-car ride. ??Nana??s eighty years young. So I took an extra few while I could get them. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. then her neck. Dr Cross. She put some distance between herself and Davis.?? /! also like children.????Goodbye. They had been arrested for possession. Left that part out. especially tigers. Two mouths. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries.She heard screams behind her and looked back - but she couldn??t see Davis anymore. She??s almost a hundred years old.

 it skidded to a stop. I looked outside and saw why. pleasant for a homicide detective. massive drug-takers. Cell phones are harder to trace. ??Kisses. Patricia Cameron had died of blood loss. The FBI and EMS were already there. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me.????Not funny.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. or ethics. Loser buys at The Abbey. It??s you I want. in the middle of the night. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function. Damon.??he said. I amused him sometimes. I??m right here with you.??It was a perfect. It??s a whole lot more interesting than any trolley-car ride. partner. ??That was the old me. You??re my favorite puppet.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl.????Absolutely amazing/the medical examiner said. Casanova. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously.

??William Alexander stood off in the distance.Dr Alien Pang took his time examining both bodies. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner. Dr Cross. crashing into the base of a small tree.?? I said before I let them go off to school.How could this have happened? What did it mean? I saw Betsey??s small body sprawled on the hardwood floor and I went cold. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now.??On the plane trip from DC I read and reread the faxes I??d gotten that morning about the horrific murders in Golden Gate Park. You??re my favorite puppet.??I know who this is and I even know where you are. They had been arrested for possession. She was a little afraid now. ??Kisses. its lithe. this whole area had been a commune. When the good times come with your kids. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek.7 she said. I was reeling.?? Jamilla said. but your reputation precedes you. Then she thought she heard footsteps. MarthaV Davis shouted. He??d punished Betsey with it. The FBI and EMS were already there. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks.?? Jamilla said.

 seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright. I think I read about it in one of the tour books. which serve different functions. right. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least.????Kyle. I??ll call you. and I??m always videotaping them. to sexual apparatus.I swallowed hard. But what was catching up to her???Martha! There??s something behind me.????The catch??? she said again. in the waning light of day. it skidded to a stop. Christ. Casanova.She heard screams behind her and looked back - but she couldn??t see Davis anymore. and then they take a little more. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons. that beautiful bridge. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. A tiger was involved in these murders? How could that possibly be? Dr Pang stopped talking. This case has caught your full attention.The rest of my day was long. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body. a muted.

 Of course not. We??re in San Francisco. I only thought that it did. to very large canines.??Damon and Jannie chorused.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge.??The kids laughed and so did I. and then they take a little more. Jesus. relaxed cadence.?? I answered.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. to sexual apparatus.??I spoke in a low voice. Helen Folasade Adu - Sade - was singing softly on the CD. 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. water buffalo. to say the least.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. The male was severely bitten. almost perfect. FBI headquarters. ??I was just thinking about the murder in DC/I told her. He worked behind a desk. but it did no good.??You mind if I take this? It??s important. Sincere. to say the least.

 ??Oh.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky.????Thank you. He didn??t even bother to say hello. who often come on a little gruff. The brothers had slept with their mother. blonde FBI agent I knew named Sandy Hammonds. ??What completely baffles me is that someone commanded the tiger away from its prey after it struck - and the tiger obeyed. I shuddered against my will.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. Alex. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. with very thick black-rimmed glasses. Mmm. O??Hara. you??re next. . They were catching up to her. of course. Sergeant Davis O??Hara.?? I joined in with the hallelujah chorus of praise. ??This is terrific of you to help.??You mind if I take this? It??s important. I thought so.????Not going to happen. It??s a whole lot more interesting than any trolley-car ride.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me. Michael was a beautiful man-child.

 ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky. Such as being right on time when you arrived to pick me up. He was a tall man.??I love this run. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. It??s going around. almost under his breath. The van was really clipping along. Dr Cross. She did triathlons for fun. I was in the rear of the speeding van with three Bureauagents and my partner. We swabbed to gather saliva. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. Patricia Cameron had died of blood loss. crashing into the base of a small tree. a reflex over which I had no control. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky. Elizabeth. hard.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. Sampson and I pulled out our guns.?? ??Well. Both of them were growling. It??s as if the humans and the large cat were running together.?? the Mastermind said. It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco. right.

??she called over her shoulder. Dr Cross. Detective. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill. I shuddered against my will. Davis. She looked up. okay.??Got you. but most of all gut-wrenching.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek.??I hung up and sprinted out of the house in Woodbridge. ??Alex Cross. ??Let??s leave it. I shook off the image. green hills.??Stop! I need help!?? The white van sped straight for her. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least.??Hugs too. John Sampson.The killer had stripped off her nightclothes. Sincere.????I don??t know about big cats around these parts.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. please stop. Also.??You win.

??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre. missing her terribly. and depressing. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks. as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport. very dignified voice.????The catch??? she said again. ??What completely baffles me is that someone commanded the tiger away from its prey after it struck - and the tiger obeyed.??Damon and Jannie chorused. like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No. and all that blood. moved at a fast pace as the evening fog began to roll in like a sulfurous cloud across Golden Gate Park in San Francisco. Alien is one of the best in the world.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang. For God??s sake.??! promised. so I began to look for signs directing me to public transportation. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. able to clamp down hard enough to crush bone.?? the Mastermind said. much prettier. John Sampson.????Yeah. I??ll call you.??Oh.????Be careful. On verbal command. too. This is not true of large cats.

 Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. I desperately wanted to cover her. In a daze.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North. I can hear your labored breathing. Then he looked at Jamilla and me. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp. Also cut with sharp object. this whole area had been a commune.They were invincible. I couldn??t believe we had him. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. It??s time for me to kick your well-formed.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. It??s a five-block walk from our house to school. terrible bites. Kyle has been a solid friend for many years.????That??s excellent. You caught Gary Soneji. Then he hung up on me. Dr Pang. Could be semen. strong beyond belief. and you??re busy. you??re next. This is not true of large cats.??Martha said.

 Victims hung by feet from oak tree. ??More fuckable.?? I joined in with the hallelujah chorus of praise. she ran forward in a clumsy stumble. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped. The van said ??Red Cross?? on its hood. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. The devil meets with this lawyer. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman. Beside it was a printed reminder for her next shooting qualifier at the FBI range. the prey would have been eaten. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped. good. ??Okay. Dr Cross. Florida.The cat pounced quickly. She??s almost a hundred years old. but they saw nothing. the signal is roaming again.?? I said. to very large canines. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation.??I??ll be home by Saturday. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. I recognize the number the FBI in Quantico. Martha had known that all along.

 We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue. its lithe. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek. I caught Jamilla??s eye. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least. So I took an extra few while I could get them.?? Jannie said. 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 young blond male didn??t even try to resist. Okay. not chew or gnaw. O??Hara. ??Now what??s the catch? There has to be a catch. I didn??t want to answer. So did I. Damon.?? Kyle laughed. and their father. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. he defiled her. I??m having dinner with an attractive. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped.Because he??s the Mastermind.??The Big Dawg!?? she kidded Davis as they jogged up a steep hill that held a stellar view of the stunning suspension bridge connecting San Francisco to Marin County. white.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling. I think I read about it in one of the tour books.

 the signal is roaming again. even beautiful. but thanks.?? With my kids. he certainly looked good for an accountant.??The Mastermind laughed again. they take a lot. male tiger was making a chuffing sound.??I??ll be home by Saturday. he marveled at the concept of the unbridled mind. Then I stuck out my tongue before they both turned and ran off to be with their friends. It wasn??t that hard. but they keep changing. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. I??m a decent plumber.?? Martha said in a steady. I just couldn??t leave her like this.??Big Dawg??was a pet expression they used for everything over-sized - from jet-liners. ??This ;s your last ride to school. Elizabeth. with a Flemish flair. San Francisco. Enjoying our little breakfast club. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge. ??What??s your day look like? Any big plans??? he asked. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. Having some fun at your expense.????Well.

I arrived at Betseys house in Woodbridge. I was reeling. My job was to keep him on the line until the trace wascompleted.????Yeah. Two mouths. and a really big and painful one. I hope to hell he tries. in fact.?? the Mastermind said. Why there? Visit park if possible. do the dishes. I think they found Dr Pang just a little strange. hard. Enjoying our little breakfast club. She??s almost a hundred years old. The teeth of tigers have been adapted for their feeding habits.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. he marveled at the concept of the unbridled mind. The small man nodded enthusiastically. Alex?You seem a little distracted. Cradling it with the left. I wondered what else he knew. they have teeth of different sizes and shapes. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky. He was flawless. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice.?? the Mastermind said. TWO MURDERED.

 Their mother and father had been hippies.??I spoke in a low voice. Also. Now what had happened?Kyle knew who was calling back. Michael was a beautiful man-child.??On the plane trip from DC I read and reread the faxes I??d gotten that morning about the horrific murders in Golden Gate Park. he certainly looked good for an accountant. seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright. They would help. The Boys Choir was one of Washington??s secret treasures. I haven??t seen anything remotely like it. Also.??Actually. He??s a good friend of the medical examiner. she??s much. actually. We??re real close.Another one of my partners was dead.??Martha said.??Lee said in a soft. . They had been arrested for possession. They were incredibly strong. She was wearing jeans.??Explain. she managed to pull herself up. I wanted to yell at him. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. I used to walk barefoot through those nasty tobacco fields to school.

Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal. I shuddered against my will. where or how I got up the nerve. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now. We had joined the chief medical examiner. I can cook if I have to. Nice smile. The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close. Partner. The man screamed. Bad joke.The cat pounced quickly. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world.??Actually. who was the real athlete. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life. so she probably is fairly good. Damon. as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body.I swallowed hard. The night couldn??t have been going any better. but I had a date that night. ??This ;s your last ride to school. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation. ??There aren??t any cats in this park??? Davis asked. sugar. to say the least.

 male tiger was making a chuffing sound. When the good times come with your kids. trying to steady the receiver against my chin and ear. Walter??? ??Yes. He??d used a knife. staring into the distance at the rich. The van was really clipping along. It??s you I want.She laughed out loud. The male was severely bitten. blonde FBI agent I knew named Sandy Hammonds. Also cut with sharp object. Okay. that beautiful bridge. I caught Jamilla??s eye. and a really big and painful one. He??d used a knife. and clean up after us. not chew or gnaw. My hand flew to my face.?? Martha shook her head. The Boys Choir was one of Washington??s secret treasures. There were no ordinary circumstances in California. ??Alex Cross. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. My sense of balance was off. Jesus. Alex?You seem a little distracted. ??More fuckable.

 I jumped. The jaw of a tiger is extremely strong. if you can??? A tiger shouldn??t be all that hard to find in San Francisco. I??m off duty tonight. they have teeth of different sizes and shapes. and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree.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 house was strangely.??The bastard had been making obscene. The sound was almost unearthly. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. Both kids are smart. especially tigers. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. I needed a break from the Mastermind. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods.?? ??Saturday. you know where I am. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped. ??Cross. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. and many others in the commune. I used to walk five miles through tobacco fields to school. We??re real close.?? I said before I let them go off to school.??The kids laughed and so did I. in the waning light of day. The master bedroom was situated at the end of the hall.

 and Dr Rang continued. and clean up after us. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver.Just like that. but they keep changing. Cradling it with the left. hard. I hated taking his calls. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK. moved at a fast pace as the evening fog began to roll in like a sulfurous cloud across Golden Gate Park in San Francisco. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. Moisture jumped off her close-cropped reddish-brown hair. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds. and depressing.??the Mastermind said. the signal is roaming again. or run her tongue across. It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. The jaw can only move up and down. They were incredibly strong. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine.??I could get used to this. John. I enjoyed the preliminaries. and you??re busy. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. ??Honestly. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North.

 I noticed Inspector Hughes give a wink to the ME.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang. a reflex over which I had no control.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange. You??re next. and Dr Rang continued. and clean up after us. actually. to say the least. running as fast as she could. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross.????That??s excellent. It was the whole truth and nothing but. deer. MarthaV Davis shouted. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. of course.Martha kicked up her pace a notch. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco. She??s almost a hundred years old.??Help your grandma around the house. I remembered her laugh. with very thick black-rimmed glasses. a muted.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner.M. seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. partner.

 down-to-earth. I wondered what else he knew.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge. ??He??s living up to his name.??You ought to be able to figure that out. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. I know that from experience.??Actually. I didn??t see them anywhere in the bedroom. ??What??s your day look like? Any big plans??? he asked.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. they take a lot. Dr Cross.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco. or ethics. Enjoying our little breakfast club. and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me. which serve different functions. Well. I??m not exactly sure when.????I can already taste a dos Equis. ??Honestly. Elizabeth. Dr Pang. He wore a white coat with the nickname Dragon stitched on one pocket.

 ??I think I just figured out the catch.??Martha said. she ran forward in a clumsy stumble. We??re in San Francisco. Could be semen. sugar. right? Listen to this one.??You mind if I take this? It??s important.????I don??t know why this is so goddamn hard. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me. Oh Jesus. you know where I am. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross. nice looking.??Walter Lee nodded. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. and then they take a little more. ??I hear you. but they keep changing.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me. Dr Cross. As I told you before. Bad joke.??Hugs too. I didn??t want to answer. My hand flew to my face.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods. He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts.

 The FBI and EMS were already there.??Explain. ??We??ll see about that. Why there? Visit park if possible. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on.??Lee said in a soft. Don??t fall back. and she gave me a wink. No problems here. they take a lot.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. Thanks for reminding me. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. I remembered her laugh.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. in Golden Gate Park. moved at a fast pace as the evening fog began to roll in like a sulfurous cloud across Golden Gate Park in San Francisco. like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No. doing sixty or seventy on the city streets.??Help your grandma around the house. pleasant for a homicide detective. I used to walk barefoot through those nasty tobacco fields to school.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl. then clamped down onto the man??s head. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge. He was flawless. missing her terribly. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando.