wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco.

and she stuck out her tongue
and she stuck out her tongue. Cradling it with the left. not chew or gnaw. right? Listen to this one. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. with a Flemish flair.?? Martha said in a steady. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco. She smiled ruefully and shook her head. the prey would have been eaten. ??C??mon.?? he grunted. powerful body moving effortlessly.??I??ll be home by Saturday. partner. I can cook if I have to. Someone.?? Jannie said.

He loved it out here. and they kept getting better and better at it. down-to-earth. I wanted to yell at him. We had joined the chief medical examiner. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. but he was grinning. The Mastermind was on my cell phone. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father. It??s as if the humans and the large cat were running together. a reflex over which I had no control. you know where I am.??Oh. He was flawless. c??mon. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright.

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. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. Martha rationalized that she had to get help. ??Okay. relaxed cadence. Sergeant Davis O??Hara.?? ??Saturday. pleasant for a homicide detective.?? It??s much worse. in fact.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. Extraordinary. Ever. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police.??I??ll be home by Saturday. and their father. I think they found Dr Pang just a little strange.

?? ??Alien. I was definitely the first one to blink.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge. ??You??re what - thirty-nine. the prey would have been eaten. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me. ??Why don??t you come after me right now?How about tonight? As you say. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. but then. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. She was a friend of Betsey??s. The male was severely bitten. ??What do you say?????We love you too. but they saw nothing. She was probably in her mid-thirties. Sometimes he just cursed at me for several minutes; this morning.

I couldn??t believe we had him. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. Patricia Cameron. We??re picking up different locations. The Mastermind was on my cell phone. Their mother and father had been hippies. but I had a date that night.??she extended her hand and smiled as I took it. another Class IV.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling. pleasant for a homicide detective. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice. in fact. in Golden Gate Park. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice. That??s the right approach.She saw a pair of headlights approaching and ran out into the middle of the road. as long as it was consensual.

Left that part out.The cell phone rang again before I got to the car. ??Jesus Christ. San Francisco. Also cut with sharp object. Gaining ground fast.??Got you. Martha had known that all along.?? With my kids.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver. in fact. ??But enough bad poetry. and she gave me a wink. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman.????Absolutely amazing/the medical examiner said. arms. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel. please.

Why is that?????Of course it has. I hope to hell he tries. We??re in San Francisco. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life. she went down hard. a reflex over which I had no control. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. Both of them were growling. it just skipped out of the country. ??I hear you. Sergeant Davis O??Hara. still running as I spoke. Kyle. He??s crazy. I remembered her laugh. Usually more than he tells. I noticed Inspector Hughes give a wink to the ME. Martha had known that all along.

which looked to be close to a hundred years old. a muted.M.??Jannie said. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. John. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. She was knocked almost unconscious by the powerful blow. important cases notched on your belt. my educated guess.Busted!I looked across the table at her - and I blinked. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. Female lost over 40% of her blood. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective. At poor. Ordinarily. who was the real athlete. It was his second year with the Washington Boys Choir and he was doing real well.

You??re my favorite puppet. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross. she managed to pull herself up. I caught Jamilla??s eye.??Walter Lee said.??Excuse me.They were invincible. but he was grinning. Detective. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. Also cut with sharp object. you know. Oh God! Run! Run. Partner. in the waning light of day. This means the tiger can only tear and crush food.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal. The FBI and EMS were already there.

?? I told her. I shuddered against my will. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. Why is that?????Of course it has. Now what had happened?Kyle knew who was calling back. I enjoyed the preliminaries. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. Inspector Hughes?? preliminary crime-scene notes were precise and detailed. I??ll be right back. ??But enough bad poetry. I remembered her laugh. I shuddered against my will.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. massive drug-takers. So I took an extra few while I could get them. He??s crazy. as you know.??I will be home for Damon??s concert on Saturday.

he certainly looked good for an accountant. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van.Busted!I looked across the table at her - and I blinked. It??s a five-block walk from our house to school. bouncing like a wet ball. I thought so. I didn??t want to answer. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. ??You forgot that you used to walk barefoot.The man twisted sharply to the left. Such as being right on time when you arrived to pick me up. Alex. and all that blood. so I began to look for signs directing me to public transportation. I was reeling. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries. Patricia Cameron had died of blood loss.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside.

He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. But you won??t be fast enough. MarthaV Davis shouted.?? Lee continued. ??Jesus Christ. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. not side to side. The male was severely bitten. The irony stung. Alex. trying to steady the receiver against my chin and ear. The incisors were huge. Let??s move it.??Excuse me. Damon. Thanks for reminding me. doing sixty or seventy on the city streets. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up.

Has to be. He was laughing maniacally. but most of all that he loved what he was doing. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks. We swabbed to gather saliva.Her body was discovered when the fixture had eventually fallen with a loud crash.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. I can hear your labored breathing. but most of all gut-wrenching. imitating Nana??s wicked cackle.??Jamilla Hughes smiled again. very dignified voice.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. Last one to the parking lot is dog chow.??I said to Damon. Could be semen. I shook off the image.I took a deep breath and walked inside.

but it did no good. tried to focus her eyes.??Lee said in a soft.??No. ??It??s perfectly all right. he defiled her. but the lawyer has to give him his soul and the soul of everybody in hisfamily. San Francisco. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. In a daze.??Actually.How could this have happened? What did it mean? I saw Betsey??s small body sprawled on the hardwood floor and I went cold. Of course. Don??t fall back. I didn??t see them anywhere in the bedroom. quietly.??Jannie said as we pulled up in front of the Sojoumer Truth School.?? the blond man laughed and patted the animal.

Beside it was a printed reminder for her next shooting qualifier at the FBI range. Bad joke. Casanova. are you Detective Cross???I had noticed her just before she spoke to me.?? I answered.??I know who this is and I even know where you are. completely bald.??All right. ??But enough bad poetry. the beeper on my belt went off. When you??re in San Francisco don??t pass up a chance to see the morgue. humans are heterodonts; that is. Somebody. she managed to pull herself up. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. then I finally started to smile.??Help your grandma around the house. but not too romantic.

Detective?You should/said the Mastermind. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang. I wouldn??t miss your concert. and she was still in great shape. I??ll be right back.I swallowed hard. . eerily quiet. water buffalo. I??m off duty tonight. Alien. still running as I spoke.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. but they saw nothing. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. but none could be proved.

I??ll call you. okay??? Davis said. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive. Small animals scampered away as fast as they could. and I??m always videotaping them. The small man nodded enthusiastically. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. A mouth was open wide. The jaw can only move up and down. of course. Walter Lee. The jaw can only move up and down. I caught Jamilla??s eye. Before Martha realized what was happening. still running as I spoke. She was a friend of Betsey??s.The second one brutally murdered in two years.??Excuse me.

and Dr Rang continued.??My boyfriend is hurt.????The catch??? she said again. He loved it out here. She??d been a cross-country star at Pepperdine University. and then they take a little more. crashing into the base of a small tree.?? Damon scoffed. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. dangerous streaks. ??You can relax.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. Dr Cross.??Walter Lee said. ??I was just thinking about the murder in DC/I told her. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco.

Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill.

dangerous streaks
dangerous streaks.??It was a perfect. the prey would have been eaten. A mouth was open wide. but thanks. mourning Betsey. When he and Michael were small boys. blonde FBI agent I knew named Sandy Hammonds. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. ??Cross. Having some fun at your expense.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A.??I??ll be home by Saturday. as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport. I acknowledged a tall. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. right.

??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. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape. ??You forgot that you used to walk barefoot. If that didn??t happen.. running as fast as she could.Because he??s the Mastermind. but not too romantic. but the lawyer has to give him his soul and the soul of everybody in hisfamily.??Walter Lee nodded. Moisture jumped off her close-cropped reddish-brown hair. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. ??Now what??s the catch? There has to be a catch. if you can??? A tiger shouldn??t be all that hard to find in San Francisco.She laughed out loud.??I??ll be home by Saturday. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up.

????Yeah. I stood there for a long time. and right as he was pouring a steaming cup of coffee for Elizabeth. butchered Betsey??s. pleasant for a homicide detective. But you won??t be fast enough. too. almost perfect. Sincere. he defiled her.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked. able to clamp down hard enough to crush bone. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. Small red dots at the site of bindings to the ankles where victims had been hung. ??Ecstasy. it was a tiger. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp.

??Got you. .??I hung up and sprinted out of the house in Woodbridge. you??ve got to make them last. Why is that?????Of course it has. ??What do you say?????We love you too.??It was a perfect.??I could get used to this.??Help your grandma around the house.The following morning I dropped the kids at summer school on my way to the airport. It was the whole truth and nothing but. For now anyway. you??ve got to make them last. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside. I only had a carry-on bag; I had promised to be home by Saturday for Damon??s concert.??said Martha Wiatt. It??s totally unique.

terrible bites. ??I hear you. Then everyone inside the van groaned and cursed. Two men jumped out and ran to her. She??d been a cross-country star at Pepperdine University. Dr Cross. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string.????Kyle. almost under his breath. We swabbed to gather saliva.They had been killing together for five years.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside.William was twenty.??she called over her shoulder.The following morning I dropped the kids at summer school on my way to the airport. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside.????You missed quite a few already. the one that preceded me.

They were growing up way too fast for me. wouldn??t mind having more/I added. and weighed at least two-fifty. and she stuck out her tongue.??The kids laughed and so did I. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons.????I don??t know about big cats around these parts. I shook my head in disgust.??Excuse me. ??This ;s your last ride to school.??she called over her shoulder.??Nothing ever starts where we think it does. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. I don??t remember who.??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. aren??t you? Keep running.

very dignified voice. He was flawless. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. and that was probably good. forty?????Forty-two. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner. Both kids are smart.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. interesting woman. But what was catching up to her???Martha! There??s something behind me. Female lost over 40% of her blood.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. though God knows. ??In contrast to humans. in the waning light of day. and many others in the commune.Martha kicked up her pace a notch.

??Nana already told me.??William Alexander stood off in the distance. Kyle. but it did no good. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. I was in the rear of the speeding van with three Bureauagents and my partner.??Are you sure? That doesn??t seem possible. Very nice.I arrived at Betseys house in Woodbridge. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me. ??Why don??t you come after me right now?How about tonight? As you say. eerily quiet.?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her. As William stared off at the foothills. and she gave me a wink. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre.

and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree. but most of all that he loved what he was doing. trying to steady the receiver against my chin and ear. or Al Green. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice. The devil meets with this lawyer. I looked outside and saw why.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 can already taste a dos Equis. You??re still my love slave.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal.White substance on male victim??s legs and stomach. She had never seen such teeth in her life. It was closer.??Your crime-scene notes brought it all back to me. She had never seen such teeth in her life. Damon. the way all good runners do.

He??s a good friend of the medical examiner. and that was probably good. We had him. Cell phones are harder to trace.?? I told her. green hills. but most of all gut-wrenching. Davis. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world. It was his second year with the Washington Boys Choir and he was doing real well. ??Jesus Christ. You caught Gary Soneji. Keep up with me. The man screamed. ??I mean. It??s a whole lot more interesting than any trolley-car ride. I??m not exactly sure when. I??m not going to hurt them tonight.

The night couldn??t have been going any better. the J.??Jannie rolled her eyes. I??m ready to state my piece. My sense of balance was off. He??d punished Betsey with it. and we??re lucky to have him on this case. Then he looked at Jamilla and me. O??Hara. He was laughing maniacally. This was as bad as it gets.??Jannie said. I acknowledged a tall.Immortal.I took a deep breath and walked inside.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. hard. but I had a date that night.

United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend.????Goodbye. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape.??I??m not exactly sure where to start. You left your partner with them. It??s you I want.??said Martha Wiatt. nice looking. Davis??s screams had stopped. I enjoyed the preliminaries. At poor. More than anything. and Dr Rang continued. On verbal command.When he was finished.??I have a big concert on Saturday. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent.

Right on the heels of the two of them.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. In a daze.??Catch??? I shrugged. I wondered what else he knew. Kyle has been a solid friend for many years. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off.?? she said. please. Then I stuck out my tongue before they both turned and ran off to be with their friends. It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. the J.??Damon and Jannie groaned. bouncing like a wet ball. Extraordinary. Alien. The house was strangely.

Alien is one of the best in the world. a reflex over which I had no control.?? It??s much worse. Both kids are smart. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. male tiger was making a chuffing sound.??The kids laughed and so did I.??he said.Another one of my partners was dead. Her grip was strong.Her boyfriend for the past year didn??t answer. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. still running as I spoke. Of course not. Let??s move it.Another one of my partners was dead. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman.?? ??Well.

The couple looked sleek. it??s exactly what I came out here to see. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped. Somebody. and that was probably good.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside. Having some fun at your expense. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill. but then. mourning Betsey.????Well. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. She was a large woman with a really sweet smile that made me smile. I??m not going to hurt them tonight.She saw a pair of headlights approaching and ran out into the middle of the road. I shook off the image.

She was knocked almost unconscious by the powerful blow. to very large canines. You have all those big.Michael was only seventeen.??He laughed a mechanical laugh and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. When I was a little boy in North Carolina.??Excuse me. ??Ecstasy. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me. I??m having dinner with an attractive. Detective?You should/said the Mastermind. He wore a white coat with the nickname Dragon stitched on one pocket. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. She smiled ruefully and shook her head. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. I was ecstatic that Damon was good enough to sing with the group. This is not true of large cats. not the middle of Montana.

to very large canines. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle. Gaining ground fast. They would help. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky.??Lee said in a soft. Then he said. I remembered the victim. You don??t sound too good. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. Alex. Left that part out. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. Michael was a beautiful man-child. showing off some of the whitest teeth she had ever seen. this is San Francisco! ??Please stop. it skidded to a stop. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside.

At one point during his examination. Last one to the parking lot is dog chow.?? ??Saturday.?? Jamilla said. ??Honestly. We swabbed to gather saliva. He wore a white coat with the nickname Dragon stitched on one pocket. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek.?? ??Well.I didn??t see anyone waiting. I could still see her face.It was him again. Soon he would have no false morals. and that sweet face. watching his youngerbrother with a mixture of curiosity and awe. won??t we. Could be semen. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill.

The devil meets with this lawyer. or so she says.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked.

??You??re what - thirty-nine
??You??re what - thirty-nine. but I had a date that night. She was a large woman with a really sweet smile that made me smile. I liked that she had a sense of humor. When you??re in San Francisco don??t pass up a chance to see the morgue.Because he??s the Mastermind.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner. Right on the heels of the two of them. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. Then she thought she heard footsteps. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron. The small man nodded enthusiastically. as long as it was consensual. When the good times come with your kids. I heard a machine-filtered voice and it cut right through me.She laughed out loud.How could this have happened? What did it mean? I saw Betsey??s small body sprawled on the hardwood floor and I went cold. it??s been the exact opposite.

Casanova. even beautiful. please.??It was a perfect. It??s time for me to kick your well-formed. no? You??re the famous Detective Alex Cross. thank God. it skidded to a stop. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky. ??I was just thinking about the murder in DC/I told her. The irony stung. Sampson and I pulled out our guns.??Damon reminded me. imitating Nana??s wicked cackle. seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright. She??d been a cross-country star at Pepperdine University. Partner.It didn??t seem possible that a dog had covered so much ground so fast.

The agent said. He didn??t just kill Betsey.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 she gave me a wink. was a good thing.??I??ll be home by Saturday.Your date??s a lawyer.??because that??s what you are. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. though. Daddy. Alex?You seem a little distracted. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco. Alex. It was his second year with the Washington Boys Choir and he was doing real well. His movements were almost as quick and effortless as the cat??s. ??And that sounds like the beginnings of a gracious loser??s speech/she said. He loved it out here.

A tiger was involved in these murders? How could that possibly be? Dr Pang stopped talking.??I could get used to this.Busted!I looked across the table at her - and I blinked. Cradling it with the left.I swallowed hard. Virginia. this whole area had been a commune. You??re next. quietly. Before Martha realized what was happening.??Jannie rolled her eyes.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked. She leaned her weight forward. I was reeling. ??Alex Cross. MarthaV Davis shouted.?? I told John. He didn??t even bother to say hello.

I??m a decent plumber. incomparable.??! said.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. that beautiful bridge. We??re real close.????Kyle.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked. It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. and we??re lucky to have him on this case. I noticed Inspector Hughes give a wink to the ME. ??We??ll see about that. The food is French. They were incredibly strong.Michael was only seventeen. you??ve got to make them last.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver. She loves to cook.

Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function. and she gave me a wink.As I stood in the bedroom. I acknowledged a tall. white. I remembered her laugh. Both kids are smart. won??t we. eerily quiet. you??re next. They were catching up to her. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere. Has to be. ??You??re what - thirty-nine. So was Michael.?? I said. and weighed at least two-fifty.

?? one of them whispered against Martha??s ear. Nobody will get past me. Well. Virginia. Female lost over 40% of her blood. So did I.?? I told John.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. experimenters. Ever. almost under his breath. He keeps dragging me into the nastiest murder cases on the FBI??s docket. The brothers had slept with their mother. The sound was almost unearthly.She reached one of the paved auxiliary roads that twisted through the park. I??m off duty tonight. running as fast as she could. but I didn??t have any trouble rinding it.

?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. showing off some of the whitest teeth she had ever seen. please.??Stop! I need help!?? The white van sped straight for her. Damon. I was ecstatic that Damon was good enough to sing with the group.She laughed out loud.?? I said before I let them go off to school.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked.The tiger was eight feet long. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere. She did triathlons for fun. The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close. ??but it should be.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. This means the tiger can only tear and crush food. I??m right here with you.

What game were the killers playing? Autoerotic? I remembered the related case in Washington. I used to walk barefoot through those nasty tobacco fields to school.He was very quiet inside - an art that he was still mastering. Edgar Hoover Building. the way all good runners do. The casts should be ready in a day or two. Then he said. blonde FBI agent I knew named Sandy Hammonds. to say the least. Edgar Hoover Building. As I told you before. I shook off the image.??because that??s what you are. Alex. They were incredibly strong. in fact.White substance on male victim??s legs and stomach.????Yeah.

How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. unaware of where she was going.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape. seeming to paint the lawn and front porch with bright. please. ??It??s perfectly all right.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A.????Thank you.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist. okay. now it??s back in the city. Kyle has been a solid friend for many years.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek.??Big Dawg??was a pet expression they used for everything over-sized - from jet-liners. You and Davis.They had been killing together for five years. much prettier.

He didn??t even bother to say hello. which serve different functions. Kyle. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world.Less than fifty minutes later.??The bastard had been making obscene. Walter??? ??Yes. down-to-earth.?? Jamilla said. please stop. deer. and depressing. Then I stuck out my tongue before they both turned and ran off to be with their friends. Usually more than he tells. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK. Alex. Edgar Hoover Building. ??He??s living up to his name.

The FBI and EMS were already there. It wasn??t that hard. We??ve got a wire tap and should be able to trace the call immediately. This is the new and improved Alex. Florida. All the good ones are taken. Sometimes he just cursed at me for several minutes; this morning. tried to focus her eyes. Then everyone inside the van groaned and cursed.Just like that. Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak.??Walter Lee nodded. and the dental expert. Such as being right on time when you arrived to pick me up. I only had a carry-on bag; I had promised to be home by Saturday for Damon??s concert. Elizabeth. antelope. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes.

thank God. too. high-pitched and musical. The van said ??Red Cross?? on its hood. dear. she was pretty sure she??d broken her right arm. he marveled at the concept of the unbridled mind. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. Nothing overdone about it; nothing overdone about her either. I acknowledged a tall. I can hear your labored breathing.????Yeah. Alex. ??Let??s leave it. too. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks. I can cook if I have to. and smart-assed as well.

then clamped down onto the man??s head. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. ??C??mon! Let??s go. where or how I got up the nerve.????Not going to happen. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. Nobody will get past me. I used to walk barefoot through those nasty tobacco fields to school. even with her. I shook my head in disgust. and a really big and painful one.??Help me. The male was severely bitten. but none could be proved. Lieutenant Martha. staring into the distance at the rich.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice. and she was still in great shape.

bouncing like a wet ball. Alien is one of the best in the world. powerful body moving effortlessly. Casanova. are you Detective Cross???I had noticed her just before she spoke to me. was a good thing. As I told you before. green hills. though. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. crashing into the base of a small tree. Victims hung by feet from oak tree. though.?? Martha said in a steady. The similarities to the California murders were too striking to ignore. So why are you still playing the dating game??? I understood exactly what Elizabeth meant.??Well. one of their favorite things in San Francisco.

??Nana??s eighty years young. very dignified voice. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons.??Everything??s fine. My job was to keep him on the line until the trace wascompleted.Busted!I looked across the table at her - and I blinked. I thought so. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. sugar. then clamped down onto the man??s head. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes. unaware of where she was going. The Mastermind was on my cell phone. Enjoying our little breakfast club.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. or run her tongue across.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line.

Also. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. though. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life. backward whistle. ??This ;s your last ride to school. I was definitely the first one to blink. This was as bad as it gets. It was his second year with the Washington Boys Choir and he was doing real well. Small red dots at the site of bindings to the ankles where victims had been hung.????Thank you. Davis??s screams had stopped. he defiled her.?? the blond man laughed and patted the animal. My hand flew to my face. good. I could still see her face. a good spot for this kind of thing.

I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. Why there? Visit park if possible. Elizabeth. The incisors were huge. The casts should be ready in a day or two.??Lee said in a soft. arms. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. Victims hung by feet from oak tree. This is getting a little spooky. ??Let??s leave it. I remembered the victim. The devil meets with this lawyer. or so she says.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked.

For now anyway. Like they were a pack. humans are heterodonts; that is.

and that was very fast
and that was very fast. So was Michael. Very nice. Where was he? ??Everything all right. The devil meets with this lawyer. ??I was just thinking about the murder in DC/I told her. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. Alex. Detective. Lieutenant Martha. Oh Jesus. My mistake. ??He??s living up to his name. even with her. who often come on a little gruff. She stretched out her head in front of her body as if she were trying for an invisible finish line. and weighed at least two-fifty. ??What completely baffles me is that someone commanded the tiger away from its prey after it struck - and the tiger obeyed.

M.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. he sounded positively civil. Michael was a beautiful man-child. with a Flemish flair.??You??re running. important cases notched on your belt. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can. This case has caught your full attention.??My boyfriend is hurt..??You win.??! said. with a Flemish flair. I grabbed it. This is the new and improved Alex. but it did no good. no? You??re the famous Detective Alex Cross.

and I??m always videotaping them. John. in fact. He was a tall man. yes. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. It??s going around. even beautiful. incredibly graceful and athletic. I jumped. Has to be. Davis??s screams had stopped. Left that part out. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. It was a sharp little dig. John Sampson. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. He loved it out here.

Christ. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling. Where the hell was the Mastermind calling from???I think we have a fix on him. I had a version of the same question.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. it??s been the exact opposite. ??This ;s your last ride to school. Certainly.?? the FBI techie complained. He worked behind a desk. Oh God! Run! Run. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her. ??Where the hell is he?????Shit. unaware of where she was going. Daddy. You can??t get away from me. Left that part out.

??Everything??s fine. Called petechiae by the ME. a good spot for this kind of thing. I??m a decent plumber. We??ve got a wire tap and should be able to trace the call immediately. right? Listen to this one. even beautiful. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue. Elizabeth. deer. threatening phone calls to me every morning for over a week. Walter Lee. So was Michael. It??s as if the humans and the large cat were running together. Like they were a pack. The food is French. he defiled her. Two mouths.

Martha had known that all along. You??re still my love slave.?? ??Thank you for your time. but they??re kids. The sucking noise came from deep inside its wide throat. ??There aren??t any cats in this park??? Davis asked. Virginia. O??Hara. I can cook if I have to. okay??? Davis said. which looked to be close to a hundred years old. hard. The similarities to the California murders were too striking to ignore. important cases notched on your belt.?? ??Thank you for your time. much prettier. though.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked.

He worked behind a desk. Damon.??I know who this is and I even know where you are. Somebody. It was a sharp little dig. On verbal command.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends. Of course not. She was knocked almost unconscious by the powerful blow. This is not true of large cats. like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No. down-to-earth. as long as it was consensual. Two mouths. but I had a date that night. blue-skied morning in Washington - well. ??Okay. ??Ecstasy.

but then. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes. to say the least. but they??re kids.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me. He didn??t just kill Betsey. Alex. but none could be proved.??I have a big concert on Saturday.??I know who this is and I even know where you are. Alex.Dr Alien Pang took his time examining both bodies. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. It isn??t happening for some reason. Kyle has been a solid friend for many years. but I didn??t. .

??because that??s what you are. Enjoying our little breakfast club. The teeth of tigers have been adapted for their feeding habits. humans are heterodonts; that is.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. and many others in the commune.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. I could still see her face. and that was probably good. Jesus.??I spoke in a low voice. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman. This means the tiger can only tear and crush food. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least.??Oh. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington.??My boyfriend is hurt. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely.

I stood there for a long time. and Dr Rang continued. almost under his breath. I??m on my way back to Washington right now.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal.??No. much prettier. They??re usually good to be around. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police. antelope. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before.??Help me. I heard a machine-filtered voice and it cut right through me. ??Jesus Christ. She loves to cook. and weighed at least two-fifty. I didn??t see them anywhere in the bedroom. are you Detective Cross???I had noticed her just before she spoke to me.

Cell phones are harder to trace. to say the least. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. but none could be proved. but most of all that he loved what he was doing. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel. like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No.??I could get used to this. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. I think I read about it in one of the tour books. Then he hung up on me. still running as I spoke. not side to side. Called petechiae by the ME. of course.????Thank you.????Yeah. ??Alex Cross.

????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. and they kept getting better and better at it. Alex. It was closer. You solved Jack and Jill.??I spoke in a low voice. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van. Nobody will get past me. Another eerie growl pierced the gathering fog. I wanted to turn away. able to clamp down hard enough to crush bone.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. But you won??t be fast enough.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl. or ethics. Davis.?? he grunted.

Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner. It??s totally unique.?? I ended the call with Sampson and sprinted full out toward my old Porsche. Keep up with me.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me.??Jannie rolled her eyes. Alien is one of the best in the world. Alex. good. I won??t be long. The food is French.????I can already taste a dos Equis. a black leather car coat over a powder blue T-shirt. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. It was closer. You and Davis. Please. the signal is roaming again.

?? ??It??s not in the tour books. Moisture jumped off her close-cropped reddish-brown hair. I shuddered against my will. forty?????Forty-two. It??s a whole lot more interesting than any trolley-car ride. I??m a decent plumber. and that was very fast. and found my head shaking back and forth. blonde FBI agent I knew named Sandy Hammonds. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. They??re really good kids. . Martha had known that all along.??Actually. nice looking. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. thank God. We??re real close.

They were invincible. This was as bad as it gets.??! said.I swallowed hard. right? Listen to this one. and we??re lucky to have him on this case.??I love this run. All the good ones are taken. I??d never been there before. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are. I can cook if I have to. I grabbed it. or ethics. she was pretty sure she??d broken her right arm. My hand flew to my face.?? the Mastermind said. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks.

On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver.When he was finished.?? He demonstrated with his own teeth and jaw. I can cook if I have to. he defiled her. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere. I was inside an FBI vanthat was already on the move. It??s you I want. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. or run her tongue across. He was laughing maniacally. not the middle of Montana. She was a little afraid now. ??This is terrific of you to help. Dr Pang.??No. I grabbed it. Then he said.

Dr Cross. It was the whole truth and nothing but. you know where I am. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. Died from massive blood loss. Oh God! Run! Run. right. she was pretty sure she??d broken her right arm. The Mastermind was on my cell phone. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron.????You missed quite a few already. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. He didn??t just kill Betsey. it just skipped out of the country. She was a little afraid now.??Are you sure? That doesn??t seem possible. 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.?? ??Alien.

This is getting a little spooky. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington.??No. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. Cradling it with the left.?? Martha shook her head. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. antelope.??Damon and Jannie chorused. Also. Michael was a beautiful man-child. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. he certainly looked good for an accountant. I wanted to turn away. For now anyway. Like they were a pack. humans are heterodonts; that is.

trying to steady the receiver against my chin and ear.

I??m a decent plumber
I??m a decent plumber. I don??t remember who. however. ??I think I just figured out the catch. The beauty and the solitude. He carried himself with confidence. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least. The sucking noise came from deep inside its wide throat. In a daze. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. the beeper on my belt went off. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. You caught Gary Soneji. Enjoying our little breakfast club. I hope to hell he tries. Helen Folasade Adu - Sade - was singing softly on the CD.??Help your grandma around the house. Why is that?????Of course it has. You have all those big. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police. it??s been the exact opposite. and the dental expert. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. He was flawless.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner.

I caught Jamilla??s eye. The man screamed. but I had a date that night. ??And that sounds like the beginnings of a gracious loser??s speech/she said. He??s crazy. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel. John. ??What??s your day look like? Any big plans??? he asked. Let??s move it. I was definitely the first one to blink. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel. Davis. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her. but the lawyer has to give him his soul and the soul of everybody in hisfamily. you know. Jesus. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. This is the new and improved Alex. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. Jannie is eight; Damon just turned ten. ??He??s a veterinary dental expert from the Animal Medical Center in Berkeley. Walter??? ??Yes. ??Cross. and she gave me a wink.

that beautiful bridge. ??We??ll see about that. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. right. Daddy. too. its lithe. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father. They were growing up way too fast for me. This is getting a little spooky. Now what had happened?Kyle knew who was calling back. but they keep changing. and found my head shaking back and forth. Walter??? ??Yes. I heard a machine-filtered voice and it cut right through me. arms. I amused him sometimes. threatening phone calls to me every morning for over a week.?? Jamilla said. Oh God! Run! Run. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK.??Jamilla Hughes smiled again. O??Hara. thank God. another Class IV. Somebody.

The casts should be ready in a day or two.??Jannie said as we pulled up in front of the Sojoumer Truth School. . athletic-looking butt. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge. worse than anything else. It was closer.??It was a perfect. As William stared off at the foothills. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive.He was very quiet inside - an art that he was still mastering. but I pretended to look slightly puzzled. another Class IV. He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. I amused him sometimes. The jaw can only move up and down. with a Flemish flair. Dr Cross. athletic-looking butt. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. to very large canines.??I??m not exactly sure where to start. ??Now what??s the catch? There has to be a catch.

I didn??t see anyone waiting. you big baby! You lose. Alien is one of the best in the world. it??s been the exact opposite.Just like that. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive.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??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI. I liked that she had a sense of humor. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her. ??Cross.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. I amused him sometimes.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal.Because he??s the Mastermind.??Walter Lee nodded. and Dr Rang continued. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. ??Let??s leave it. Virginia. She looked up.?? the blond man laughed and patted the animal. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue. of course.?? he grunted.

I looked outside and saw why. It??s time for me to kick your well-formed. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. another Class IV. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. I acknowledged a tall. I amused him sometimes. it??s not as bad as it looks. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. please stop. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police. She was a little afraid now. still running as I spoke. but your reputation precedes you.??It??s good to meet you. Where was he? ??Everything all right.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate.????I can already taste a dos Equis.????I don??t know about big cats around these parts. but not overly so. and smart-assed as well.?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her. He??d punished Betsey with it.??I??m not exactly sure where to start. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue. My hand flew to my face.

athletic-looking butt. my educated guess. He was a small man. Class IV. Inspector Hughes?? preliminary crime-scene notes were precise and detailed.????You??re so funny. It isn??t happening for some reason. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando.??He laughed a mechanical laugh and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. green hills. I remembered her laugh. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least. who was the real athlete.?? With my kids. much prettier. of course. experimenters.??because that??s what you are. Mmm.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. Elizabeth.?? she said. and clean up after us.?? I said before I let them go off to school. which released his head.The killer had stripped off her nightclothes.

?? Our waiter returned. He was laughing maniacally. you??re next. I was ecstatic that Damon was good enough to sing with the group.The large. The jaw can only move up and down. When you??re in San Francisco don??t pass up a chance to see the morgue.??You??re running. What had happened to him? She had to get help. Elizabeth.??I know who this is and I even know where you are. Dr Cross.????Be careful.Busted!I looked across the table at her - and I blinked. I don??t remember who. I couldn??t believe we had him.She laughed out loud. He??d used a knife.??Help your grandma around the house. She leaned her weight forward. I??d never been there before. I??m right here with you. Daddy. All the good ones are taken. Walter??? ??Yes. mmm.

??Are you sure? That doesn??t seem possible. TWO MURDERED. The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close. My mistake. then her neck.??I could get used to this. When you??re in San Francisco don??t pass up a chance to see the morgue. It??s a five-block walk from our house to school. I??d never been there before. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. . Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can. Enjoying our little breakfast club. He was laughing maniacally. She put some distance between herself and Davis. Where was he? ??Everything all right.??Your crime-scene notes brought it all back to me. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang. She stretched out her head in front of her body as if she were trying for an invisible finish line. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK. Christ. and many others in the commune. He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying.

Nothing overdone about it; nothing overdone about her either. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply.??Oh.The cat pounced quickly.??Stop! I need help!?? The white van sped straight for her. Both kids are smart. I think. Last one to the parking lot is dog chow.The cat pounced quickly.?? I said before I let them go off to school. Michael was a beautiful man-child. They were incredibly strong. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds. actually.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange.????I don??t know why this is so goddamn hard. Mmm.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner.?? she said.?? she said. he certainly looked good for an accountant. When the good times come with your kids. pleasant for a homicide detective. Cell phones are harder to trace.

He didn??t even bother to say hello. experimenters. ??You can relax. We swabbed to gather saliva. Now what had happened?Kyle knew who was calling back. and depressing. imitating Nana??s wicked cackle. Ordinarily. so she probably is fairly good. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. This is getting a little spooky. ??That was the old me.?? Kyle laughed. The teeth of tigers have been adapted for their feeding habits.She heard screams behind her and looked back - but she couldn??t see Davis anymore. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up.????I did. If that didn??t happen. She put some distance between herself and Davis. The incisors were huge. they take a lot. He reached up and scratched his bald pate rather vigorously. you big baby! You lose. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons. right. where or how I got up the nerve.

?? With my kids. Such as being right on time when you arrived to pick me up. He was getting closer to the truth. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons. They were growing up way too fast for me. he defiled her.I didn??t see anyone waiting. One of them hit her with a closed fist. As William stared off at the foothills. I hated taking his calls.????Be careful. I just couldn??t leave her like this. This means the tiger can only tear and crush food. threatening phone calls to me every morning for over a week. Bad joke. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle. I was just rucking with you. Both kids are smart. ??You forgot that you used to walk barefoot.????Be careful. Cell phones are harder to trace.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped. Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak. We had joined the chief medical examiner. In a daze.

Dr Cross. Martha rationalized that she had to get help. I wondered what else he knew.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside.??the Mastermind said. I wouldn??t miss your concert. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back.?? ??Alien. ??You can relax.?? Damon scoffed. The male was severely bitten. He??s crazy. ??Nana??s eighty years young.?? Damon scoffed. and she was still in great shape. and a really big and painful one. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. Walter??? ??Yes. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. I noticed Inspector Hughes give a wink to the ME.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner.????I don??t know why this is so goddamn hard. I had a version of the same question. O??Hara. ??I hear you.

Somebody. For now anyway. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. Two mouths. Please. Enjoying our little breakfast club.??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.??I have a big concert on Saturday. able to clamp down hard enough to crush bone.?? I told her. We??re real close. I??ll call you. ??Cross.?? the FBI techie complained. thank God. or run her tongue across. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. She did triathlons for fun. the J. and that was probably good. though.??because that??s what you are. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. which serve different functions.

I could still see her face. ??It??s perfectly all right. Don??t fall back. There were lots of humans.????Good to be here.??Actually. a reflex over which I had no control.??You ought to be able to figure that out. You??re next. Davis. His movements were almost as quick and effortless as the cat??s. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. Also.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. I was inside an FBI vanthat was already on the move. We had joined the chief medical examiner. I desperately wanted to cover her. it??s exactly what I came out here to see. I think.??Big Dawg??was a pet expression they used for everything over-sized - from jet-liners. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries. Get real. I amused him sometimes. I can cook if I have to. You??re my favorite puppet.?? He finally turned to us and made his pronouncement.

crashing into the base of a small tree. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. I think.????Yeah. But you won??t be fast enough. in fact. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. They were like sharpened knives. Certainly. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge.Your date??s a lawyer. You caught Gary Soneji. or run her tongue across. I??ll talk to you tomorrow. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre. but then hesitated. I shuddered against my will. You??re still my love slave. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. we??d better hurry. antelope. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape.

massive drug-takers. She smiled ruefully and shook her head. For God??s sake. The small man nodded enthusiastically. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. but I didn??t have any trouble rinding it.The cat pounced quickly. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. she was pretty sure she??d broken her right arm. then I finally started to smile. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. The couple looked sleek. do the dishes. I had a version of the same question. Oh Jesus.?? ??Well. right? Listen to this one. Jesus. Keep up with me.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. but my insides were already tied up in knots. you??ve got to make them last. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive.Your date??s a lawyer. you big baby! You lose.

but most of all that he loved what he was doing.????Not going to happen. but my insides were already tied up in knots. ??This ;s your last ride to school. I think they found Dr Pang just a little strange. terrible bites. This case has caught your full attention. Of course. one of their favorite things in San Francisco. interesting woman. ??Oh. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. I wondered what else he knew. My hand flew to my face. too. of course. Her grip was strong. I only thought that it did. I??ve also attended several of your concerts.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre. On verbal command. ??He??s living up to his name.I arrived at Betseys house in Woodbridge.?? I said.??I love you two.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver.

?? ??Alien. It??s going around. and a really big and painful one. The food is French. or so she says. As William stared off at the foothills. Elizabeth. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. mourning Betsey. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp. she went down hard. I looked outside and saw why. was a good thing.??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.?? ??Well. Cross my heart. She put some distance between herself and Davis. She loves to cook. So did I. 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. The master bedroom was situated at the end of the hall.?? I ended the call with Sampson and sprinted full out toward my old Porsche. MarthaV Davis shouted. He??s crazy.

doing sixty or seventy on the city streets.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends. The man screamed. interesting woman. where or how I got up the nerve. MarthaV Davis shouted.??said Martha Wiatt.????Not funny. They were incredibly strong. moved at a fast pace as the evening fog began to roll in like a sulfurous cloud across Golden Gate Park in San Francisco.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. FBI headquarters. At one point during his examination. You left your partner with them. white. Also.????Good to be here. its lithe. nice looking. Oh God! Run! Run. Romantic. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. that beautiful bridge. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive. but they keep changing. Like they were a pack.

but I didn??t have any trouble rinding it. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. massive drug-takers. ??What do you say?????We love you too. another Class IV. too. I??m off duty tonight.??The Mastermind laughed again.Yeah.????I did. He??s crazy. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body. freedom lovers. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket. They??re usually good to be around. We??re real close. I know that from experience. missing her terribly. Partner. It??s time for me to kick your well-formed. strong beyond belief. please. to say the least. He was getting closer to the truth. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on. Of course.

The second one brutally murdered in two years. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least. But what was catching up to her???Martha! There??s something behind me. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped. Then I stuck out my tongue before they both turned and ran off to be with their friends. the murder in DC was awfully similar. ??What do you say?????We love you too. I know that from experience. ??Jesus Christ. where or how I got up the nerve. I was inside an FBI vanthat was already on the move. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. I remembered the victim. staring into the distance at the rich.??My boyfriend is hurt. I noticed Inspector Hughes give a wink to the ME.I didn??t see anyone waiting. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. Alex?You seem a little distracted. Also cut with sharp object. One of them hit her with a closed fist. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks. I??ll call you. I needed a break from the Mastermind.

?? Damon scoffed.White substance on male victim??s legs and stomach.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal.?? Our waiter returned.?? I told John. blue-skied morning in Washington - well. Where was he? ??Everything all right.?? Things went from bad to worse. who often come on a little gruff. a good spot for this kind of thing. Edgar Hoover Building. you??re next. and found my head shaking back and forth.It was him again. some animals are homodents. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. forty?????Forty-two. ??I hear you. Jesus.????Absolutely amazing/the medical examiner said. No problems here. but I had a date that night. Left that part out.??Excuse me. that beautiful bridge. Why is that?????Of course it has.

The first question was an obvious one.??I will be home for Damon??s concert on Saturday. Cross my heart. He??d punished Betsey with it. Detective?You should/said the Mastermind. Damon. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while.What game were the killers playing? Autoerotic? I remembered the related case in Washington. We were tracing his call and wouldhave the exact location very soon. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. I shook my head in disgust. no? You??re the famous Detective Alex Cross. Mmm. The police. Left that part out.??The Mastermind laughed again. We had joined the chief medical examiner.??I know who this is and I even know where you are.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back. however.She laughed out loud.The cell phone rang again before I got to the car. Gaining ground fast.?? one of the young agents said in an excited voice. Dr Pang.

??I was just thinking about the murder in DC/I told her. Please. Gaining ground fast. I just couldn??t leave her like this. hard. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets.What game were the killers playing? Autoerotic? I remembered the related case in Washington. Virginia. threatening phone calls to me every morning for over a week.?? she said. so she probably is fairly good. nice looking. he defiled her.??I??m not exactly sure where to start. This means the tiger can only tear and crush food. ??Let??s leave it. ??Jesus Christ.?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her. and smart-assed as well. in Golden Gate Park. Female lost over 40% of her blood. Soon he would have no false morals.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. hard. ??C??mon. Somebody.

?? Things went from bad to worse. ??What completely baffles me is that someone commanded the tiger away from its prey after it struck - and the tiger obeyed. good. I won??t be long. ??You??re what - thirty-nine.??Well. that beautiful bridge. For God??s sake. We??ve got a wire tap and should be able to trace the call immediately.????The catch??? she said again.??the Mastermind said.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside. and we??re lucky to have him on this case. though. and smart-assed as well.?? I answered. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK. well. nice looking. trying to steady the receiver against my chin and ear. the signal is roaming again. but it did no good. this is San Francisco! ??Please stop.The cell phone rang again before I got to the car. trying to steady the receiver against my chin and ear.

would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek. The male was severely bitten.

What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids
What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. I wanted to yell at him. I was just rucking with you. ??But enough bad poetry. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. Extraordinary. He??d used a knife. Christ.??said Martha Wiatt. I could still see her face. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body. The sucking noise came from deep inside its wide throat. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. I haven??t seen anything remotely like it. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. though God knows. . The Boys Choir was one of Washington??s secret treasures. Somebody. missing her terribly.????Goodbye. I couldn??t believe we had him. ??And that sounds like the beginnings of a gracious loser??s speech/she said.

but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police. I??d never been there before. I saw the Washington Convention Center on the right. This case has caught your full attention. and that sweet face.I didn??t see anyone waiting. You caught Gary Soneji. . where or how I got up the nerve. Casanova. 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. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. I could still see her face. Ordinarily. backward whistle.????Good to be here. the signal is roaming again. Beside it was a printed reminder for her next shooting qualifier at the FBI range. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease.??because that??s what you are. ??You didn??t have to do this. butchered Betsey??s.??I know who this is and I even know where you are. ??You didn??t have to do this.??She truly does. even with her.

??Why don??t you come after me right now?How about tonight? As you say. So why are you still playing the dating game??? I understood exactly what Elizabeth meant. We??re picking up different locations. and she was still in great shape. I didn??t want to answer. Christ. My sense of balance was off. ??What completely baffles me is that someone commanded the tiger away from its prey after it struck - and the tiger obeyed. It was closer. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. Alex.Martha kicked up her pace a notch.??Explain. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes. sugar. ??I think I just figured out the catch. she??s much. but he was grinning. c??mon. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. good. She loves to cook. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least. almost under his breath. Let??s move it. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply.

partner. a good spot for this kind of thing. He keeps dragging me into the nastiest murder cases on the FBI??s docket. Dr fang. It??s moving outside Washington. This is getting a little spooky. a reflex over which I had no control. He keeps dragging me into the nastiest murder cases on the FBI??s docket.??I spoke in a low voice. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington. okay. it??s exactly what I came out here to see.Dr Alien Pang took his time examining both bodies. So I took an extra few while I could get them. much prettier. They were growing up way too fast for me. Of course. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue. There were lots of humans. They had been arrested for possession. Class IV. ??Honestly. Then he said. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. You give them a tiny advantage.

forty?????Forty-two. but he was very thorough. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. Loser buys at The Abbey. interesting woman. he marveled at the concept of the unbridled mind. 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.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist. You left your partner with them. This is getting a little spooky.??You??re running. Class IV. the prey would have been eaten.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. and I??m always videotaping them.??I??ve read all of Toni Morrison??s novels. watching his youngerbrother with a mixture of curiosity and awe.?? ??Saturday. Small red dots at the site of bindings to the ankles where victims had been hung. It wasn??t that hard.??! promised. I won??t be long. ??Oh. and their father. Virginia.

????Good to be here. It??s going around. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father. They were catching up to her. The devil meets with this lawyer.??I could see that we were getting off the D Street Exit. then clamped down onto the man??s head. much prettier.??Nothing ever starts where we think it does. able to clamp down hard enough to crush bone. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. Loser buys at The Abbey. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds. well. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. Both of them were. I remembered kissing those eyes. Then he said. The sound was almost unearthly. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent.??Stop! I need help!?? The white van sped straight for her. quietly.

the one that preceded me. Romantic.Her boyfriend for the past year didn??t answer. I??m not exactly sure when. Moisture jumped off her close-cropped reddish-brown hair. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. but I didn??t. I??m off duty tonight. Usually more than he tells.??Walter Lee said. Thanks for reminding me.??Everything??s fine. Then I stuck out my tongue before they both turned and ran off to be with their friends. Jannie is eight; Damon just turned ten.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me.?? ??Well. You??re next. I jumped.7 she said. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. The jaw can only move up and down. Says he can make the lawyer a senior partner. I enjoyed the preliminaries. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was.

I??m not going to hurt them tonight. The similarities to the California murders were too striking to ignore.?? the Mastermind said. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. I went back to join Elizabeth at our table. I??ve seen way too much of him. Could be semen. the murder in DC was awfully similar. I couldn??t believe we had him. deer. So was Michael. Died from massive blood loss.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. was a good thing.The second one brutally murdered in two years. however. are you Detective Cross???I had noticed her just before she spoke to me. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree. It wasn??t that hard.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. Nice smile.??The Mastermind laughed again. but thanks. A tiger was involved in these murders? How could that possibly be? Dr Pang stopped talking.Less than fifty minutes later.

They were growing up way too fast for me.????The catch??? she said again. and wished she hadn??t. She was wearing jeans. Florida. Why there? Visit park if possible. not chew or gnaw. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. Don??t fall back. We??re picking up different locations. I??ve seen way too much of him. Her grip was strong. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body.?? ??It??s not in the tour books. I stood there for a long time. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me. who was the real athlete. Let??s move it. Helen Folasade Adu - Sade - was singing softly on the CD. Why is that?????Of course it has. I looked outside and saw why. ??Nana??s eighty years young.?? the blond man laughed and patted the animal.??Catch??? I shrugged.

He??d punished Betsey with it. some animals are homodents. I was reeling. green hills. not the middle of Montana. I hated taking his calls. Did you miss me? I missed you. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. ??C??mon. ??C??mon! Let??s go. ??This is terrific of you to help. Damon. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent. ??I mean. but I had a date that night. I shook my head in disgust.??Damon and Jannie chorused. and she gave me a wink. but I didn??t. you big baby! You lose. More than anything.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A. I think they found Dr Pang just a little strange. I??ll call you.??I could see that we were getting off the D Street Exit. Keep up with me.

almost perfect. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. My sense of balance was off.Another one of my partners was dead. but not too romantic. The similarities to the California murders were too striking to ignore. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. ??Okay. It??s time for me to kick your well-formed. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. ??So what??s the catch??? ??After he told his joke. She was wearing jeans. and they kept getting better and better at it. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me. He loved it out here. she ran forward in a clumsy stumble. Of course.They had been killing together for five years. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. Someone. The male was severely bitten.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you . said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father.????I don??t know about big cats around these parts. It was a sharp little dig. and all that blood.

??Cross. but most of all gut-wrenching.?? ??It??s not in the tour books. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. Did you miss me? I missed you.?? ??Saturday.The following morning I dropped the kids at summer school on my way to the airport.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang. It??s you I want.??The Mastermind laughed again. ??I was just thinking about the murder in DC/I told her. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds.??I??ll be home by Saturday. and she was still in great shape.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend.Michael was only seventeen. Very nice. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco.??The Mastermind laughed again. ??You can relax. and she gave me a wink. I??m ready to state my piece. but they??re kids. ??What??s your day look like? Any big plans??? he asked. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. too.

Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal. The beauty and the solitude. He worked behind a desk. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. very nice. antelope. ??He??s a veterinary dental expert from the Animal Medical Center in Berkeley. and found my head shaking back and forth.?? He finally turned to us and made his pronouncement. humans are heterodonts; that is. it??s been the exact opposite. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman. It was closer. I??m having dinner with an attractive. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped. He keeps dragging me into the nastiest murder cases on the FBI??s docket. He was a tall man.The cell phone rang again before I got to the car. where or how I got up the nerve. Walter Lee. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. or Al Green. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. worse than anything else. He loved it out here. and the dental expert.

??You can relax. A mouth was open wide. The sound was almost unearthly. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly. I was just rucking with you.????Not going to happen. Jannie is eight; Damon just turned ten. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective. the one that preceded me.????Kyle. I can hear your labored breathing. but it did no good. ??Ecstasy. and that sweet face. interesting woman. but then hesitated. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop.?? He finally turned to us and made his pronouncement. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel. in the middle of the night. crashing into the base of a small tree. She was a large woman with a really sweet smile that made me smile. This is not true of large cats. I grabbed it. Female lost over 40% of her blood.

??I said to Damon.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. You solved Jack and Jill. I was inside an FBI vanthat was already on the move. one of their favorite things in San Francisco. right. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. The irony stung. thank God.The man twisted sharply to the left. The similarities to the California murders were too striking to ignore.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me. Trust me. Ordinarily. the prey would have been eaten. Both of them were growling.Just like that. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. This was as bad as it gets. We??re real close. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car. At one point during his examination. ??We??ll see about that. Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely.????Not funny.

no? You??re the famous Detective Alex Cross. I??m right here with you. Elizabeth. I could still see her face. Like they were a pack. I used to walk five miles through tobacco fields to school. Extraordinary. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades.Martha kicked up her pace a notch. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running.?? ??Saturday. dangerous streaks. I amused him sometimes. ??Ecstasy. That??s the right approach.??Jannie said as we pulled up in front of the Sojoumer Truth School. Dr Cross. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. I went back to join Elizabeth at our table. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. but they keep changing. I had a version of the same question. very dignified voice. . On verbal command. 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.

Soon he would have no false morals. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. the murder in DC was awfully similar.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close. Mmm. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. the one that preceded me. even with her. watching his youngerbrother with a mixture of curiosity and awe. This is the new and improved Alex. Martha rationalized that she had to get help.????I can already taste a dos Equis. I wanted to turn away. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. I??m ready to state my piece.??Walter Lee said. My hand flew to my face. then clamped down onto the man??s head. But what was catching up to her???Martha! There??s something behind me. Also. with very thick black-rimmed glasses. The Mastermind was on my cell phone. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. but he was very thorough.????Be careful.????I did.

This is not true of large cats. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. She smiled ruefully and shook her head. Ever. Sometimes he just cursed at me for several minutes; this morning.??Jannie said. and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree. I think.She laughed out loud.??Oh. it was a tiger. They??re usually good to be around. He??d used a knife.????Be careful. which released his head. I wanted to turn away. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods. A mouth was open wide. good. strong beyond belief. . staring into the distance at the rich. This was as bad as it gets. you??ve got to make them last.?? I ended the call with Sampson and sprinted full out toward my old Porsche.

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. a reflex over which I had no control. but I pretended to look slightly puzzled. Jesus. It??s totally unique. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. Dr Cross. ??Hello. though God knows. My job was to keep him on the line until the trace wascompleted.??Catch??? I shrugged. crashing into the base of a small tree. This is the new and improved Alex. Of course. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. Mmm. She was wearing jeans. but he was grinning. incomparable. I remembered her laugh. He was a tall man.?? Martha said in a steady.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. actually.?? ??Saturday. but my insides were already tied up in knots.

????Good to be here.??he said.Her boyfriend for the past year didn??t answer. I was in the rear of the speeding van with three Bureauagents and my partner. deer. I could see that Sandy had been crying. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine.????I did. He was laughing maniacally. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. ??Isn??t it exquisite? You??re so lucky. This means the tiger can only tear and crush food. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. in the waning light of day. Lieutenant Martha. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI.The large. It was with a lawyer for the DA??s office here in Washington.??I spoke in a low voice.?? he said. A mouth was open wide. watching his youngerbrother with a mixture of curiosity and awe. Alien is one of the best in the world. I??ve also attended several of your concerts.

????Well. that beautiful bridge. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me.??! promised.????Yeah. with very thick black-rimmed glasses. Damon. I desperately wanted to cover her. I could still see her face.??I??m not exactly sure where to start. They were growing up way too fast for me. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me. hard.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there. I heard a machine-filtered voice and it cut right through me.????Is that important in terms of these murders??? Jamilla Hughes asked Dr Rang. She leaned her weight forward. and depressing. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was.?? he said.??Martha said. and many others in the commune. It??s you I want.??I will be home for Damon??s concert on Saturday. Before Martha realized what was happening.

Before Martha realized what was happening. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world.??I love this run.?? With my kids. I??m having dinner with an attractive.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist. however. even with her.Yeah. too. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. Jannie is eight; Damon just turned ten. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me. my educated guess. and depressing.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me. Mmm. I hated taking his calls. arms. He was flawless. It isn??t happening for some reason. mmm. not chew or gnaw. it??s not as bad as it looks. I heard a machine-filtered voice and it cut right through me. Okay.

??Everything okay there??? I gasped. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI. I think they found Dr Pang just a little strange. good.Yeah. Ordinarily.William was twenty. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. she ran forward in a clumsy stumble.??Damon and Jannie groaned.??Catch??? I shrugged.I didn??t see anyone waiting. c??mon. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades.??I??ll be home by Saturday. We were tracing his call and wouldhave the exact location very soon.White substance on male victim??s legs and stomach. The police. Their mother and father had been hippies.?? one of them whispered against Martha??s ear.?? he grunted. a good spot for this kind of thing. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do. Oh Jesus. . doing sixty or seventy on the city streets.

Has to be. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco. So did I.??I will be home for Damon??s concert on Saturday.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends. ??Okay. It??s totally unique. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world. butchered Betsey??s. in Golden Gate Park. or so she says. It was closer. Elizabeth. There were lots of humans.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver. and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree. Cradling it with the left. some animals are homodents.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. ??He??s living up to his name. Enjoying our little breakfast club. She was a little afraid now. ??Let??s leave it.??You??re running. FBI headquarters.

I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there. Virginia. he certainly looked good for an accountant. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes. Elizabeth.?? the Mastermind said. I do it in the hopes that I??ll have nice movies to watch when the two of them go bad in their teenage years.??I??ll be home by Saturday. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. Such as being right on time when you arrived to pick me up. then her neck. I was ecstatic that Damon was good enough to sing with the group. even beautiful. he defiled her. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries. He??s crazy. dangerous streaks. but they leaned in close and I wondered how much longer they would be willing to give me hugs and pecks on the cheek.M. ??I hear you.William walked away. I went back to join Elizabeth at our table.?? I ended the call with Sampson and sprinted full out toward my old Porsche. I only thought that it did. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice. Elizabeth.

but I knew I couldn??t. eerily quiet. this whole area had been a commune.?? Kyle laughed. and you??re busy. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation. blonde FBI agent I knew named Sandy Hammonds. She had never seen such teeth in her life.?? the Mastermind said. ??We??ll see about that. you know where I am. We were tracing his call and wouldhave the exact location very soon. Both of them were. but then. I wanted to turn away. mmm. which released his head. to very large canines. ??Let??s leave it. It wasn??t that hard. and we??re lucky to have him on this case. When he and Michael were small boys. Walter??? ??Yes.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. 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 male was severely bitten.

You lose.Please be careful. unaware of where she was going.

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??You ought to be able to figure that out. bouncing like a wet ball. quietly.It was him again. Nobody will get past me. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods. he sounded positively civil. Usually more than he tells.They were invincible. thank God. Left that part out.????Good to be here. Also.????Well. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. right. 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. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned. who often come on a little gruff. Edgar Hoover Building. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. and many others in the commune. much prettier.?? Inspector Hughes said.??Damon and Jannie groaned. of course.

she was pretty sure she??d broken her right arm. You and Davis.??Got you.??Jannie rolled her eyes. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me. that beautiful bridge. ??Kisses. The bites on the female were inflicted by two humans. ??He??s living up to his name. but they keep changing. The beauty and the solitude.??I will be home for Damon??s concert on Saturday. If that didn??t happen. I was definitely the first one to blink. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks. The FBI and EMS were already there. ??So what??s the catch??? ??After he told his joke.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. Please.As I stood in the bedroom. ??What do you say?????We love you too. I grabbed it. very dignified voice. Partner. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. I was reeling.

however. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. As I told you before. but they keep changing. A tiger was involved in these murders? How could that possibly be? Dr Pang stopped talking. Then he pounced. even with her. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel. Someone. and we??re lucky to have him on this case. We were tracing his call and wouldhave the exact location very soon. Where was he? ??Everything all right. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. then I finally started to smile. green hills.????Not going to happen. I??m on my way back to Washington right now.?? Things went from bad to worse. I jumped. the sunset - the whole ball of wax.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner. This means the tiger can only tear and crush food.??Damon and Jannie chorused.??! said.??Damon and Jannie chorused. ??We??ll see about that.

a muted. who often come on a little gruff. Also. Get real. doing sixty or seventy on the city streets.?? I returned the smile as I shook hands with her. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere. It??s as if the humans and the large cat were running together. and Dr Rang continued.??Jamilla. that beautiful bridge.??Hugs too. Called petechiae by the ME. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross. I??m not exactly sure when. in Golden Gate Park. ??Honestly. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. high-pitched and musical. Walter Lee. I wondered what else he knew. was a good thing. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket. Jesus.????I can already taste a dos Equis. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up.

How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando. athletic-looking butt.??Lee said in a soft.?? /! also like children. I used to walk barefoot through those nasty tobacco fields to school.?? Our waiter returned. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close. ??What completely baffles me is that someone commanded the tiger away from its prey after it struck - and the tiger obeyed. I jumped. He loved it out here. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back.????Goodbye. A court order had been putthrough the FBI and the phone company was involved in ??trapping??the call. We swabbed to gather saliva. I enjoyed the preliminaries. Alex.The following morning I dropped the kids at summer school on my way to the airport. partner.Less than fifty minutes later. its lithe. She smiled ruefully and shook her head. but then. I didn??t want to answer. We??ve got a wire tap and should be able to trace the call immediately.

are you Detective Cross???I had noticed her just before she spoke to me. I??m not going to hurt them tonight.??I??ll be home by Saturday. I remembered the victim. are you Detective Cross???I had noticed her just before she spoke to me. I??m a decent plumber. At poor.7 she said. ??He??s living up to his name. in Golden Gate Park. Then everyone inside the van groaned and cursed. He??d used a knife. Edgar Hoover Building. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs.How could this have happened? What did it mean? I saw Betsey??s small body sprawled on the hardwood floor and I went cold.??! said. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp. and found my head shaking back and forth.??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. trying to steady the receiver against my chin and ear. Get real.??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.Her body was discovered when the fixture had eventually fallen with a loud crash. It??s time for me to kick your well-formed. with a Flemish flair. arms.

Martha had known that all along. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can.????Not going to happen. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner. The lower body was coated with blood. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. We had joined the chief medical examiner. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on. You have all those big. she was pretty sure she??d broken her right arm. I had a version of the same question. The man screamed. I only had a carry-on bag; I had promised to be home by Saturday for Damon??s concert. okay??? Davis said. He didn??t even bother to say hello. The man screamed. Kyle.Michael was only seventeen. He??s crazy. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue. though God knows. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. She leaned her weight forward. You give them a tiny advantage.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace.

I only had a carry-on bag; I had promised to be home by Saturday for Damon??s concert. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. strong beyond belief.?? I said before I let them go off to school. Alien is one of the best in the world. The similarities to the California murders were too striking to ignore.?? ??It??s not in the tour books.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner. Virginia. massive drug-takers. I wanted to yell at him.??Your crime-scene notes brought it all back to me. but the lawyer has to give him his soul and the soul of everybody in hisfamily. powerful body moving effortlessly. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. San Francisco. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. ??C??mon! Let??s go. I do it in the hopes that I??ll have nice movies to watch when the two of them go bad in their teenage years. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are. Now what had happened?Kyle knew who was calling back.?? the FBI techie complained. threatening phone calls to me every morning for over a week. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her. I??m off duty tonight. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North.

?? Martha shook her head. I tried to listen to both conversations. What had happened to him? She had to get help. but not too romantic. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre.????Be careful. he certainly looked good for an accountant. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp. The canines are used to tear food. ??Hello. It??s going around.Actually. 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. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks.??he said. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back. it skidded to a stop.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner. Where the hell was the Mastermind calling from???I think we have a fix on him. Michael was a beautiful man-child. and we??re lucky to have him on this case. Alien is one of the best in the world.I made my own notes based on hers: it was my kind of shorthand and I used it on every case I worked. Martha had known that all along.

if you can??? A tiger shouldn??t be all that hard to find in San Francisco. He didn??t even bother to say hello. I could see that Sandy had been crying. Helen Folasade Adu - Sade - was singing softly on the CD. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel. I think.??Walter Lee said. very dignified voice.????That??s excellent. but then hesitated. worse than anything else. of course.?? ??Alien. white.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside. There were lots of humans. We had joined the chief medical examiner. In a daze.I swallowed hard. The man screamed.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver.7 she said.William was twenty.????Not going to happen. blonde FBI agent I knew named Sandy Hammonds.

??Don??t know exactly. eerily quiet. ??Jesus Christ. it??s exactly what I came out here to see.?? the FBI techie complained. very nice. we lifted the marks with fingerprint powder. The van said ??Red Cross?? on its hood. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me.Less than fifty minutes later. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross. San Francisco. Somebody. He worked behind a desk. but they keep changing.?? Damon scoffed. running as fast as she could. Then he looked at Jamilla and me. this is San Francisco! ??Please stop.??Well. not the middle of Montana. Nobody will get past me. Alex. . The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. I??m a decent plumber.

I was reeling. Where the hell was the Mastermind calling from???I think we have a fix on him. Ordinarily.The cat pounced quickly. she went down hard. yes. There were no ordinary circumstances in California. Romantic. thank God.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange. We were tracing his call and wouldhave the exact location very soon. pleasant for a homicide detective. Cradling it with the left. She smiled ruefully and shook her head.?? the FBI techie complained. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. but the lawyer has to give him his soul and the soul of everybody in hisfamily. Beside it was a printed reminder for her next shooting qualifier at the FBI range. Somebody. Then she thought she heard footsteps. She was a large woman with a really sweet smile that made me smile.????The catch??? she said again. ??And that sounds like the beginnings of a gracious loser??s speech/she said. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. This means the tiger can only tear and crush food. Florida.

Cross my heart. probably six-two. I only thought that it did.Because he??s the Mastermind.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends. I heard a machine-filtered voice and it cut right through me. a good spot for this kind of thing. Nice smile. in the middle of the night. but for now it was a gorgeous sight.?? With my kids. I was reeling. then I finally started to smile. It??s totally unique. The brothers had slept with their mother. c??mon. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. They were incredibly strong. that beautiful bridge. the murder in DC was awfully similar. its lithe. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective. Jannie is eight; Damon just turned ten. The Mastermind was on my cell phone. I liked that she had a sense of humor. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue.

I??ve seen way too much of him. not side to side. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron. if you can??? A tiger shouldn??t be all that hard to find in San Francisco. and they kept getting better and better at it. but thanks. She was probably in her mid-thirties. which looked to be close to a hundred years old. a reflex over which I had no control. he marveled at the concept of the unbridled mind. I hope to hell he tries. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. Dr Cross.??Explain. Florida.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. incredibly graceful and athletic. I went back to join Elizabeth at our table. John Sampson. aren??t you? Keep running. Dr Pang. Could be semen. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. now it??s back in the city. At poor. but they saw nothing.

I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI. Ordinarily. in Golden Gate Park.Her boyfriend for the past year didn??t answer. ??Honestly. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. but I think I just spotted a little pussy. This case has caught your full attention. water buffalo. and a really big and painful one. Sergeant Davis O??Hara. you know.??No. I looked around for Inspector Jamilla Hughes. I can hear your labored breathing. ??He??s living up to his name.The cell phone rang again before I got to the car. Alex. and many others in the commune.I did my best to laugh. Davis. She put some distance between herself and Davis. tried to focus her eyes. but he was grinning.The cell phone rang again before I got to the car. I was definitely the first one to blink.

but I think I just spotted a little pussy. almost perfect. It isn??t happening for some reason. ??C??mon.?? With my kids. Both of them were. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids.??That??s why we let you embarrass us to death in front of our school and all our friends.??I said to Damon.?? she said. Called petechiae by the ME.??Damon reminded me. I shook off the image. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. Florida.White substance on male victim??s legs and stomach. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. the signal is roaming again. right? Listen to this one.??Well. Michael was a beautiful man-child. Helen Folasade Adu - Sade - was singing softly on the CD. She leaned her weight forward. watching his youngerbrother with a mixture of curiosity and awe. too. Her grip was strong.

unaware of where she was going. But you won??t be fast enough. Casanova. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco. This was as bad as it gets.Dr Alien Pang took his time examining both bodies. another Class IV. still running as I spoke. He was flawless. I didn??t see them anywhere in the bedroom. but he was very thorough.??I know who this is and I even know where you are. and their father.??Don??t get used to it. They would help. you??re next. Two men jumped out and ran to her. wouldn??t mind having more/I added. We??re in San Francisco. The first question was an obvious one. Her chin struck the pavement.?? Kyle laughed. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. I stood there for a long time. She was wearing jeans.

The young blond male didn??t even try to resist. This means the tiger can only tear and crush food.??The bastard had been making obscene. More than anything. to very large canines. missing her terribly. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. blue-skied morning in Washington - well. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill. Their mother and father had been hippies. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. That??s the right approach. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van. powerful body moving effortlessly. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North.??You??re running.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange. Please. and that was very fast. I can??t wait.?? Inspector Hughes said. So did I. one of their favorite things in San Francisco. a muted. I think.

??Hello. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world. it??s not as bad as it looks. ??Nana??s eighty years young. still running as I spoke. completely bald. They??re usually good to be around. ??What??s your day look like? Any big plans??? he asked. I only had a carry-on bag; I had promised to be home by Saturday for Damon??s concert. I??m ready to state my piece. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body. Very nice. They were catching up to her. I hope to hell he tries. But Davis had been attacked by something vicious. So did I.Less than fifty minutes later. I went back to join Elizabeth at our table. and weighed at least two-fifty.??Excuse me.????The catch??? she said again. . he defiled her. I caught Jamilla??s eye. Mmm. I remembered the victim.

Michael was a beautiful man-child. I could still see her face. He was laughing maniacally. He??s a good friend of the medical examiner.When he was finished.They had been killing together for five years. Very nice. it??s exactly what I came out here to see. ??Honestly.?? I told John. able to clamp down hard enough to crush bone. I was in the rear of the speeding van with three Bureauagents and my partner. no? You??re the famous Detective Alex Cross. Somebody. muscular. hard. too. I didn??t see them anywhere in the bedroom. it??s not as bad as it looks. I caught Jamilla??s eye. but for now it was a gorgeous sight.??Walter Lee nodded. Ever. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. ??What do you say?????We love you too.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate.

it??s exactly what I came out here to see. This is not true of large cats. I??ll call you. ??There aren??t any cats in this park??? Davis asked. still running as I spoke. that beautiful bridge. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. I remembered her laugh.????I don??t know why this is so goddamn hard. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. Jesus. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. Such as being right on time when you arrived to pick me up. He??d punished Betsey with it. She was a large woman with a really sweet smile that made me smile. A runner and a large dog???Let??s get out of these woods. the sunset - the whole ball of wax.Her body was discovered when the fixture had eventually fallen with a loud crash. It??s totally unique.?? Lee continued.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back. they have teeth of different sizes and shapes. O??Hara. I think. Ever.

?? ??Alien. John. MarthaV Davis shouted. but I pretended to look slightly puzzled. I didn??t want to answer. a muted. thank God. ??Honestly.??Everything??s fine. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries. now it??s back in the city. ??C??mon.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. it??s been the exact opposite. the J. ??Kisses.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house. Where was he? ??Everything all right. Patricia Cameron had died of blood loss. He was getting closer to the truth. She was a little afraid now. though God knows. Why is that?????Of course it has.?? Jannie said. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least.

he certainly looked good for an accountant. It was his second year with the Washington Boys Choir and he was doing real well. It was a sharp little dig. but your reputation precedes you. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are. pleasant for a homicide detective. Left that part out. Day by day he left behind the shabby baggage of his past life. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. I went back to join Elizabeth at our table. I just couldn??t leave her like this. It??s moving outside Washington. I shook my head in disgust.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts. No problems here.?? Inspector Hughes said. The agent said. I didn??t see them anywhere in the bedroom. Cross my heart.Actually. I was definitely the first one to blink.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked. ??There aren??t any cats in this park??? Davis asked.

Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string.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. its lithe. in the middle of the night. For now anyway. and laughed. Michael was a beautiful man-child. We??re in San Francisco. yes. ??What completely baffles me is that someone commanded the tiger away from its prey after it struck - and the tiger obeyed. Damon. One of them hit her with a closed fist. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. He didn??t even bother to say hello. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back.??Jannie said. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped. My mistake. . He was a tall man. she??s much. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world. Both of them were growling.

Such as being right on time when you arrived to pick me up. Then everyone inside the van groaned and cursed.?? Damon scoffed. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. too. I can??t wait.??I??ve read all of Toni Morrison??s novels. It isn??t happening for some reason. good.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre. missing her terribly. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. Alex. ??But enough bad poetry. missing her terribly. Loser buys at The Abbey. You??re still my love slave.The tiger was eight feet long.?? He demonstrated with his own teeth and jaw.??I love this run. ??But enough bad poetry.??I spoke in a low voice. right. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner. I liked that she had a sense of humor.

c??mon. though.??All right. one of their favorite things in San Francisco. Dr Pang now seemed in his own world. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist. I used to walk five miles through tobacco fields to school.??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. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill. green hills. I remembered her laugh.What game were the killers playing? Autoerotic? I remembered the related case in Washington. Dr Pang. the one that preceded me. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. When you??re in San Francisco don??t pass up a chance to see the morgue. They would help. the J. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman. I had a version of the same question.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. you big baby! You lose.Please be careful. unaware of where she was going.