The Detective-Personal Narrative

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A sense of trepidation hit Tom again as Lila's teasing comment reverberated in his ears, however the Detective wasn't a superstitious man, and he swiftly put it down to the coincidence that she'd just expressed what he'd earlier been thinking. Or had he projected it by his own description, without consciously being aware he was doing so? Whatever the case, the feeling passed as they got down to business. The real victims. He remained silent, except for the sounds of chewing, and carefully watched Lila mulled over the information. As far as he could see, she didn't react to the images, and when she'd finished, he grasped the blue pen he'd earlier tapped between his teeth, and twirled it between two fingers whilst he appraised her initial conclusions. …show more content…

It was a fact of life that the Authorities didn't possess the resources to investigate every minor complaint, and that it was often considered women over-reacted. "In fact, half of the incidents didn't even come to light until friends and acquaintance were interviewed after their deaths, and I believe he may have used the threat of releasing stolen explicit images to keep them silenced." The Detective had been glancing at the case file on his desk as he responded, before his blue eyes met Lila's green ones with her final words, and he sat back to stare at her as she prepared to …show more content…

"We don't know that it's a serial-killer yet, so let's just keep it between us for the moment. If it turns out to be what we believe it is, then I'll report it, but I'd rather not run off half-cocked, and make a fool of myself." His first lie. Tom was certain that it could be only be the same perpetrator, and that he already possessed enough evidence to at least arouse the FBI's curiosity. "Just get me that written profile by tomorrow, and I'll keep you updated every step of the way. Okay