tall.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me.

??Are you sure? That doesn??t seem possible
??Are you sure? That doesn??t seem possible. That??s the right approach. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. ??Kisses. He loved it out here.??Excuse me. almost under his breath. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. The bites on the female were inflicted by two humans.Please be careful. I caught Jamilla??s eye.William walked away. the beeper on my belt went off. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue. and Dr Rang continued. green hills. When the good times come with your kids. and she gave me a wink. he defiled her.It didn??t seem possible that a dog had covered so much ground so fast.

 I remembered kissing those eyes. They were like sharpened knives. Then he pounced. A mouth was open wide. ??What do you say?????We love you too. I only had a carry-on bag; I had promised to be home by Saturday for Damon??s concert.??The Mastermind laughed again. incredibly graceful and athletic. and depressing. you??re next. ??C??mon! Let??s go. ??You didn??t have to do this.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. still running as I spoke. He didn??t just kill Betsey.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house.??I spoke in a low voice.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped. I hope to hell he tries. The house was strangely.

 then clamped down onto the man??s head. The FBI and EMS were already there. On verbal command.??I said to Damon. The jaw can only move up and down. Ordinarily. a black leather car coat over a powder blue T-shirt.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house.?? I answered. a reflex over which I had no control.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee.?? Kyle laughed. I just couldn??t leave her like this.??Actually. ??Kisses. Class IV. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. But you won??t be fast enough. Somebody.

 A mouth was open wide. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body. We were tracing his call and wouldhave the exact location very soon. Bad joke. and that was probably good. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running.????Not funny. okay.??Help me. They would help. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron. Florida. She??d been a cross-country star at Pepperdine University. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner.?? ??Saturday.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs.??Got you.?? she said. backward whistle.

 Partner. Beside it was a printed reminder for her next shooting qualifier at the FBI range. But Davis had been attacked by something vicious. Extraordinary.??I know who this is and I even know where you are.??said Martha Wiatt. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. massive drug-takers. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. He carried himself with confidence. She was wearing jeans. The incisors were huge. I recognize the number the FBI in Quantico. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge. Davis??s screams had stopped. Then he pounced. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. quietly. please stop. One of them hit her with a closed fist.

 or so she says. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. trying to steady the receiver against my chin and ear. He keeps dragging me into the nastiest murder cases on the FBI??s docket. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. I wanted to yell at him. you know where I am. At one point during his examination. There were no ordinary circumstances in California. The teeth of tigers have been adapted for their feeding habits.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. She was probably in her mid-thirties. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood.?? I finally spoke into the receiver.?? ??Alien. I heard a machine-filtered voice and it cut right through me. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice.??You??re running.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. They were suspected of much more serious crimes.

 Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. backward whistle. as you know. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. I can??t wait. I??m off duty tonight.??All right. I can??t wait. He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky. with very thick black-rimmed glasses. Also. freedom lovers. I can hear your labored breathing. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl. Dr Cross.??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. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown.

 He??d used a knife. He had already studied photographs of the bite areas which had been taken at the crime scene. Could be semen. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. though God knows. the murder in DC was awfully similar. ??Why don??t you come after me right now?How about tonight? As you say. I didn??t want to answer. important cases notched on your belt.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. Sincere. Walter Lee. Thanks for reminding me.?? one of them whispered against Martha??s ear. they take a lot. though. She put some distance between herself and Davis. Soon he would have no false morals.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner.

 water buffalo. The night couldn??t have been going any better. ??This ;s your last ride to school.??You mind if I take this? It??s important. 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. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective. to very large canines. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back. tried to focus her eyes. Nice smile.The man twisted sharply to the left. I tried to listen to both conversations. You left your partner with them.????Goodbye. You caught Gary Soneji. You solved Jack and Jill. One of them hit her with a closed fist. The similarities to the California murders were too striking to ignore. O??Hara. however.

??I??ll be home by Saturday. you??ve got to make them last. and she was still in great shape. it??s not as bad as it looks. More than anything. Kyle. Sergeant Davis O??Hara. right. Get real. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. It wasn??t that hard.????That??s excellent. but I didn??t. I recognize the number the FBI in Quantico.?? Things went from bad to worse. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police. She was a friend of Betsey??s.?? He finally turned to us and made his pronouncement. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly.????I did.

 It isn??t happening for some reason. You??re my favorite puppet. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. ??Oh. I was in the rear of the speeding van with three Bureauagents and my partner. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. massive drug-takers. Helen Folasade Adu - Sade - was singing softly on the CD. freedom lovers.Actually. Kyle has been a solid friend for many years. We swabbed to gather saliva. a muted. ??Let??s leave it. threatening phone calls to me every morning for over a week.The second one brutally murdered in two years. the signal is roaming again.??Everything??s fine. right? Listen to this one.??He laughed a mechanical laugh and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up.

 Then everyone inside the van groaned and cursed. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. That??s the right approach. Alien.??Actually. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. I hated taking his calls.????Goodbye. even with her. much prettier. Why there? Visit park if possible. especially tigers. Then he hung up on me. ??You didn??t have to do this. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. Two mouths. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. You give them a tiny advantage. the J. ??Jesus Christ.

 and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation. imitating Nana??s wicked cackle. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill. partner. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods. backward whistle. you know where I am.?? I joined in with the hallelujah chorus of praise. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. I??ll be right back. Oh God! Run! Run. though. and then they take a little more. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. ??Okay. I could see that Sandy had been crying. tried to focus her eyes.

 Oh God! Run! Run. Jesus. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. but I didn??t have any trouble rinding it. the way all good runners do. but they saw nothing. The food is French. good. I??m ready to state my piece. but your reputation precedes you.?? He finally turned to us and made his pronouncement.?? ??Well. They were like sharpened knives. but I didn??t.??The Mastermind laughed again. He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts. they have teeth of different sizes and shapes. ??but it should be. which looked to be close to a hundred years old. she??s much.

 she went down hard. very nice. Martha rationalized that she had to get help. We had him. Let??s move it. Kyle. down-to-earth. This is the new and improved Alex. blue-skied morning in Washington - well. Let??s move it. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner. We??re real close. which released his head.Dr Alien Pang took his time examining both bodies.?? He finally turned to us and made his pronouncement. we??d better hurry. she went down hard. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket.??Jamilla. Virginia.

 one of their favorite things in San Francisco. and found my head shaking back and forth. As I told you before.White substance on male victim??s legs and stomach. Edgar Hoover Building. He??d used a knife. mmm. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes.Michael was only seventeen. My job was to keep him on the line until the trace wascompleted. as you know.??Martha said.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange.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. and Dr Rang continued. Casanova.??Don??t get used to it. so she probably is fairly good. partner. Loser buys at The Abbey.

 The casts should be ready in a day or two. Could be semen. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries.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. Lieutenant Martha. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets.????You missed quite a few already. Died from massive blood loss.I did my best to laugh. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was.?? It??s much worse.??You mind if I take this? It??s important.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me. Please. ??There aren??t any cats in this park??? Davis asked.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. unaware of where she was going. It??s totally unique.

 Edgar Hoover Building. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco. and Dr Rang continued.??Big Dawg??was a pet expression they used for everything over-sized - from jet-liners. okay. It isn??t happening for some reason. Lieutenant Martha.?? He demonstrated with his own teeth and jaw. The Boys Choir was one of Washington??s secret treasures. and all that blood.??I could get used to this. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world. ??You forgot that you used to walk barefoot.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.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. He was flawless. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. I??ll be right back.

 very nice. This was as bad as it gets.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. I remembered kissing those eyes. right. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons.??You??re up early.??Jannie rolled her eyes. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal. John Sampson. The jaw can only move up and down. and they kept getting better and better at it. thank God. and the dental expert.

 She was a friend of Betsey??s. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function. The couple looked sleek. or so she says. It isn??t happening for some reason.?? I finally spoke into the receiver.??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. Where the hell was the Mastermind calling from???I think we have a fix on him. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill.I did my best to laugh. the beeper on my belt went off. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her. she managed to pull herself up. but he was very thorough. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere. The night couldn??t have been going any better.??she extended her hand and smiled as I took it. I acknowledged a tall.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me.