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northwest but I’m not sure of that. We’ll start there first though.” Nathan looked at Grey “You said you had two questions.”
    Grey looked up and to the left trying to remember his second question.
    “Oh yea, how the hell do you know his height and weight?”
    Nathan raised his eyebrows and shrugged slightly. “I don’t…I just thought it sounded good.”
    Grey gave a slight chuckle. “Alright, let’s go see if we can get this bastard.”
     
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    Leaving Florida State University two college students were driving west on I-10 going home for the Thanksgiving holiday. Jason grumbled at the weekend traffic slowing their progress then to his friend. “Why did I let you talk me into taking a Saturday class again?”
    Darion eyed the line of cars as he answered. “Because we’re double majoring and we’ll have two degrees when we graduate.” Jason riding in the passenger seat of Darion’s 2029 hybrid Jeep Cherokee sucked in his lip and shook his head. “No, that wasn’t it…Now what was it?”
    Darion turned his attention from the road just enough to regard his friend. “The girls who take Saturday class.” Jason snapped his fingers “Ah yes, the ladies.” Jason eyed Darion out the corner of his eyes. “You lied.”
     
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    It was dark….. Hazy…… a dream……A man cowered on the floor.
    “Why? I have always been there for you and for him. I, I have all loyalty to the Prince, I swe….” The man trying to pronounce his loyalty to the Prince was cut short by the sound of cracking bone as his neck was snapped. A shadow returned to darkness……
    Up he shot breathing heavy and covered in sweat. Deshad screamed out in the night
    “FATHER!!!”
    The man from the shadows calmed his breathing and then rose from his disrupted slumber. Placing the disturbing images out of his mind he went to check on he who is to soon be king…..The Prince.
     
     
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    Sunday November 21 st
    The agent in charge directed a small SWAT team’s attention to a recording being played at the front of the ready room. “At 1900 hours yesterday Agents Turner and Grey appropriated this recording from a Quick and Easy convenient store. The man you are looking at is Franklin Warren Millsap, a gourmet chef at the Heart of Sicily Italian restaurant in Alexandria. Mr. Millsap is now the primary suspect in the murder of three girls. While Mr. Millsap is the primary suspect a DNA match is necessary to confirm that he is the killer…therefore boys don’t ruff him up, we don’t need any more police brutality crap. This should be fairly routine agents; Mr. Millsap lives alone on private property on the outskirts of Alexandria. Its 0400 I want him in our custody by 0700.Lets move gentlemen.”
    Leaning on the wall at the back of the room with chin to chest and arms folded was Agent Turner. He wasn’t moving with the hustle implied by the agent in charge. A young agent by the name of Bell approached.
    “This is your baby sir, aren’t you coming?”
    Nathan lifted his head to address agent Bell but was cut off before he could begin by agent Grey.
    “Let’s go Bell” Grey grabbed Bell by the shoulder and nudged him along. When agents Grey and Bell got to the hallway Bell turned to Grey. “He’s not coming?” Grey kept walking head straight preparing mentally for the task at hand. “No” Bell keeping pace with Grey pressed him on the subject. “But why? He tracked this guy, this is his catch.” Grey stopped, glanced at agent Bell then looked forward again. “Three years ago Turner compiled his first profile, Charles Vetter. It was a similar case, rape murder. I was with him then; Turner worked day and night on that case,