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John: The Senior Killer
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Author: Robert Waggoner
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do you make of this case
Sujin?”
    “Well,” she said in an Asian
accent, “he or she makes good use of a disguise.”
    Steve knew better than to
discount what she said because it was obvious this killer was adept
in using a disguise. He vowed to give that point more thought as
Brad walked into the room looking like a college professor dressed
in tan slacks, a pale yellow striped shirt and a dark brown silk
tie. He carried his sport coat over his shoulder and hung it on the
back of a chair sitting down and saying, “I heard Sujin say
‘disguise’ and in our opinion that is the key to this
case.”
    Sujin brought him a cup of
herb tea and asked Steve if he would like some scrambled eggs and
toast for breakfast. Steve told her that would be lovely and she
returned to the kitchen. About that time a high pitched sound went
on along with the lights flashing on and off. Sandy had punched the
button that someone was on the property. Sujin quickly scanned the
screen next to the refer and announced it was her sister and left
to open the door for her. Her sister was standing on the gravel
drive waiting for permission to enter.
    Steve had never met Sujin’s
sister and upon looking at the two of them they looked like twins.
Sujin introduced Earie to Steve and Steve standing up gave her a
little bow while Earie gave him a deep bow and in almost perfect
English said “Nice to meet you.” Brad said hello in Korean and the
girls headed for the kitchen. Brad explained to Steve that Sujin’s
sister stays here when they are gone. Like her sister she can take
care of herself very well. We always leave one dog with her and she
is happy to stay here for as long as we are gone. She is well
versed in computers and we tie into her while in the field. Works
well.”
    Steve never knew he had a
sister in law and later he found out they were indeed twins, but
not identical. She lived in a town where her American husband, a
former military man turned policeman; and was the local chief of
police. Steve got the impression Brad didn’t socialize with anyone
from town and his brother in law thought it wise not to know what
he did for a living. A situation that worked out well for the two
of them; him being the chief of police kept the busy bodies in town
from talking too much. Steve asked, “What is your thinking about
this case?”
    Brad understood his boss
didn’t want a full blown detail rendition, but a brief overview
would suffice. Looking his boss in the eye he said, “The disguise
is too good for an amateur so we must look at a professional and
most likely we will find our killer either working in the film
industry or was working in the make-up department
somewhere.”
    Sujin brought the men their
breakfast and all were quiet while they ate. Steve heard the girls
talking in Korean and understood a word or two, but not enough to
understand what they were talking about. The guys had just finished
when the phone rang and Sujin answered it from a cordless on the
counter. Without a word she handed it to Brad who listened and
said, “Four o’clock in front of the state capitol in Sacramento.
Tell Billy to not be late,” as he hung up the phone.
    Steve looked at his watch
and said he would call the pilot in the North bend and tell him to
be ready for a ten am departure time. Brad nodded his agreement and
left to go down to the basement. A few minutes later he returned
with a garment bag, a lap top and the files had read the night
before. Sujin had followed him down as her sister cleaned up the
dishes. Rocky knew they were going somewhere and sat at attention
waiting for his call to arms. Sujin returned dressed nicely in what
looked like a pair of light wool gray slacks, a white blouse with a
sweater over the top. A light coat contrary to the weather outside,
but she knew it would be much warmer in Sacramento and down into
Southern California. What Steve didn’t know was strapped to just
above her ankle a small handgun couldn’t be seen from
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