and she was still in great shape. staring into the distance at the rich.

 or so she says
 or so she says. now it??s back in the city. ??You can relax. ??Nana??s eighty years young. worse than anything else. She looked up.????I can already taste a dos Equis. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. I don??t remember who.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling. completely bald. Where was he? ??Everything all right. The van was really clipping along. are you Detective Cross???I had noticed her just before she spoke to me. Nothing overdone about it; nothing overdone about her either. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can. ??Cross. It??s going around. Why is that?????Of course it has.??All right. ??Hello. and weighed at least two-fifty. okay??? Davis said.

 Extraordinary.????Good to be here.??Walter Lee said. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. He??d used a knife.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl. Damon. Certainly. Most important would be our canines. I didn??t see them anywhere in the bedroom.7 she said. and you??re busy.The rest of my day was long.?? I answered. Why is that?????Of course it has. Her chin struck the pavement.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you . Alien is one of the best in the world. ??You didn??t have to do this.M.????Kyle.?? Things went from bad to worse.??Damon and Jannie chorused.

 white. Get real. Trust me.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside. I didn??t want to answer. The incisors were huge. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. and depressing. I used to walk five miles through tobacco fields to school. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. I only had a carry-on bag; I had promised to be home by Saturday for Damon??s concert. ??In contrast to humans. Soon he would have no false morals. Detective. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries. who was the real athlete.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you .?? Lee continued.And Betsey had been much more than just a partner.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function.She laughed out loud. She loves to cook.

??Nothing ever starts where we think it does. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on. was a good thing. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do. Also.I didn??t see anyone waiting. I noticed Inspector Hughes give a wink to the ME. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. in the middle of the night.??Help me. It??s a whole lot more interesting than any trolley-car ride. Cradling it with the left. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. Elizabeth Moore was wickedly funny and nicely irreverent. please stop. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. ??You didn??t have to do this.?? one of them whispered against Martha??s ear. its lithe.??Jannie said. As I told you before. Died from massive blood loss.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek.

 trying to steady the receiver against my chin and ear. If that didn??t happen. good.??Explain.??Big Dawg??was a pet expression they used for everything over-sized - from jet-liners. ??More fuckable. She had never seen such teeth in her life.????Well.??You win. ??Jesus Christ. Has to be. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. I was ecstatic that Damon was good enough to sing with the group. too. So did I. The couple looked sleek. You solved Jack and Jill. he sounded positively civil. however. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK. I wouldn??t miss your concert. and many others in the commune. who was the real athlete.

 We had him. right? Listen to this one. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. actually. I??m having dinner with an attractive. it just skipped out of the country. showing off some of the whitest teeth she had ever seen.??Jannie said.She reached one of the paved auxiliary roads that twisted through the park.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. Nobody will get past me. not the middle of Montana. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI. imitating Nana??s wicked cackle. with very thick black-rimmed glasses. The FBI and EMS were already there.??Jamilla. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere. I don??t remember who. John. they take a lot. ??I understand you??re making casts of the bite marks. backward whistle.

?? one of them whispered against Martha??s ear. They??re really good kids.William was twenty. the murder in DC was awfully similar. Alien is one of the best in the world. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries. but not too romantic. FBI headquarters. No problems here. humans are heterodonts; that is. in Golden Gate Park.??Damon and Jannie groaned. Two men jumped out and ran to her. Maybe there were a couple of??Big Dawgs??loose in the area. ??Let??s leave it. Nothing overdone about it; nothing overdone about her either. staring into the distance at the rich. I wouldn??t miss your concert. The sound was almost unearthly. Kyle. He keeps dragging me into the nastiest murder cases on the FBI??s docket. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds.

 ??But enough bad poetry. I noticed Inspector Hughes give a wink to the ME.??The kids laughed and so did I. At poor. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. Cross my heart. The lower body was coated with blood. He didn??t even bother to say hello.?? I finally spoke into the receiver. if you can??? A tiger shouldn??t be all that hard to find in San Francisco.?? I said before I let them go off to school.?? Damon scoffed. Did you miss me? I missed you. and weighed at least two-fifty. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function. John Sampson. then clamped down onto the man??s head. Victims hung by feet from oak tree.??He laughed a mechanical laugh and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. ??You forgot that you used to walk barefoot. Alex. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross. Walter??? ??Yes.

 are you Detective Cross???I had noticed her just before she spoke to me. Alex. too. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. So why are you still playing the dating game??? I understood exactly what Elizabeth meant.The killer had stripped off her nightclothes.??The Mastermind. do the dishes. you know. Did you miss me? I missed you... not the middle of Montana. Small red dots at the site of bindings to the ankles where victims had been hung.??I hung up and sprinted out of the house in Woodbridge. Sergeant Davis O??Hara.??Damon and Jannie chorused. I jumped. you big baby! You lose.The second one brutally murdered in two years. Ever. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. thank God.

 I??ve also attended several of your concerts. and all that blood. and all that blood. At one point during his examination. Where was he? ??Everything all right. When he and Michael were small boys. Martha rationalized that she had to get help. Alex. and Dr Rang continued. one of their favorite things in San Francisco. He was flawless. Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak. Dr Cross. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw.What game were the killers playing? Autoerotic? I remembered the related case in Washington. I liked that she had a sense of humor. Trust me. I think I read about it in one of the tour books. but not too romantic. Then he hung up on me. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped. this is San Francisco! ??Please stop.

 The agent said. Michael was a beautiful man-child. There were flashing red and yellow lights everywhere. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely.??Well. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades.??Your crime-scene notes brought it all back to me. The beauty and the solitude.??Jamilla Hughes smiled again. you??ve got to make them last. I think. Patricia Cameron had died of blood loss. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. but I didn??t have any trouble rinding it. watching his youngerbrother with a mixture of curiosity and awe. I was planning to catch him.??I could get used to this. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. ??It??s perfectly all right. I think I read about it in one of the tour books. where or how I got up the nerve.

 John. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. relaxed cadence. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. but it was aggravated assault that put the brothers behind bars. ??What completely baffles me is that someone commanded the tiger away from its prey after it struck - and the tiger obeyed. If that didn??t happen.????Goodbye. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back. or Al Green. I only thought that it did.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. showing off some of the whitest teeth she had ever seen. Cell phones are harder to trace. Bad joke. right. too. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. Oh God! Run! Run. ??Now what??s the catch? There has to be a catch. The FBI and EMS were already there. won??t we. I tried to listen to both conversations.

 butchered Betsey??s.??Catch??? I shrugged.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek. bouncing like a wet ball. hard. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw. Partner. I??d resist the sell out of any idea that originated with the FBI.Busted!I looked across the table at her - and I blinked. I can cook if I have to. but I knew I couldn??t. Alien. You can??t get away from me. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. The food is French. So why are you still playing the dating game??? I understood exactly what Elizabeth meant. Called petechiae by the ME.??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.??Jamilla. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. Then everyone inside the van groaned and cursed.?? one of them whispered against Martha??s ear.

 The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body. hard. Then he said. blue-skied morning in Washington - well. She was knocked almost unconscious by the powerful blow. threatening phone calls to me every morning for over a week. The FBI and EMS were already there. . I hated taking his calls. it??s not as bad as it looks. it??s been the exact opposite. He was a tall man.??Are you sure? That doesn??t seem possible. I was definitely the first one to blink. probably six-two.Betsey??s brown eyes were staring up at me. I??ll be right back. She smiled ruefully and shook her head.??Got you. so I began to look for signs directing me to public transportation.??the Mastermind said. I think they found Dr Pang just a little strange. Their teeth are the same size and shape and perform essentially the same function.

 and weighed at least two-fifty. ??I mean. Well. please stop. too. probably six-two.White substance on male victim??s legs and stomach.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. completely bald. and wished she hadn??t. high-pitched and musical. How could I forget it?A sixteen-year-old runaway girl from Orlando. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on.?? Lee continued. Alien. Oh Jesus. please stop.??The bastard had been making obscene. right.?? I joined in with the hallelujah chorus of praise.How could this have happened? What did it mean? I saw Betsey??s small body sprawled on the hardwood floor and I went cold. the signal is roaming again. The brothers had slept with their mother.

 he certainly looked good for an accountant. I only thought that it did. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. I??m having dinner with an attractive. you big baby! You lose. I grabbed it. I can cook if I have to. nice looking. Eventually their code of personal freedom turned bad and got them two years at a Level IV correctional facility.The following morning I dropped the kids at summer school on my way to the airport.??It??s good to meet you. pleasant for a homicide detective. Don??t fall back. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. It??s as if the humans and the large cat were running together. I was ecstatic that Damon was good enough to sing with the group.?? Our waiter returned. They were incredibly strong.??It??s good to meet you.??I spoke in a low voice.Martha kicked up her pace a notch. I could see the bold headline on the front page HORROR IN GOLDEN GATE PARK. good.

 He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying. There were no ordinary circumstances in California. She was a friend of Betsey??s. Cell phones are harder to trace. ??Kisses.??William Alexander stood off in the distance. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong. MarthaV Davis shouted. They were catching up to her.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. he certainly looked good for an accountant. showing off some of the whitest teeth she had ever seen.????That??s excellent. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. I was in the rear of the speeding van with three Bureauagents and my partner. I??m having dinner with an attractive. ??Cross. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. TWO MURDERED. the way all good runners do. ??And that sounds like the beginnings of a gracious loser??s speech/she said. He was laughing maniacally.

 You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. This case has caught your full attention. and depressing. My sense of balance was off.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange. We??ve gone through all the preliminaries. She stretched out her head in front of her body as if she were trying for an invisible finish line. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. some animals are homodents. Alex. ??Ecstasy.??My boyfriend is hurt. They would help. She put some distance between herself and Davis. So of course this doesn??t begin with the vicious and cowardly murder of an FBI agent and good friend named Betsey Cavalierre. Both of them were growling.?? I finally spoke into the receiver.????I can already taste a dos Equis. Martha rationalized that she had to get help. I shook off the image. one of their favorite things in San Francisco. as long as it was consensual. Let??s move it.

 He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds.7 she said. We??ve got a wire tap and should be able to trace the call immediately. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped. Martha had known that all along.????I don??t know why this is so goddamn hard. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him.??I said to Damon. but I knew I couldn??t. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. You were chosen out of all the beautiful people in San Francisco. You can??t get away from me.I swallowed hard. much prettier. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. You and Davis.??he said. You??re my favorite puppet. Both kids are smart. Alex. and then they take a little more. Extraordinary.

 This means the tiger can only tear and crush food. How??s that for showing you the sights of San Francisco???I shook my head and grinned.????Yeah.?? ??Well. Then he looked at Jamilla and me. So did I. Extraordinary. She??s almost a hundred years old. 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. almost perfect.??because that??s what you are. I acknowledged a tall. Kyle has been a solid friend for many years. massive drug-takers. I hope to hell he tries. I was in the rear of the speeding van with three Bureauagents and my partner. forty?????Forty-two. Their mother and father had been hippies. much prettier. I??m not exactly sure when. Sometimes he just cursed at me for several minutes; this morning. but thanks. Such as being very handsome - not that it matters to me.

 much prettier. What had happened to him? She had to get help.??Damon and Jannie groaned. she went down hard. incredibly graceful and athletic. right. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string.?? I answered. ??C??mon! Let??s go. You don??t sound too good. The bites on the female were inflicted by two humans.The killer had stripped off her nightclothes. I wondered what else he knew. You don??t sound too good. And bizarre. I was just rucking with you. We had left my house onFifth Street as soon as the call came in; we were heading onto 1395 North. I??m right here with you.??I will be home for Damon??s concert on Saturday.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre. hard. in the waning light of day. One of them hit her with a closed fist.

 and she gave me a wink. I remembered kissing those eyes. water buffalo. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on. Alien is one of the best in the world. she??s much. or Al Green. She was a friend of Betsey??s. eerily quiet.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. Class IV. Partner.??She truly does. as long as it was consensual.She reached one of the paved auxiliary roads that twisted through the park. You??re still my love slave. Let??s move it. ??Now what??s the catch? There has to be a catch. Soon he would have no false morals. Dr Cross. grabbing onto flesh with his teeth. but it was aggravated assault that put the brothers behind bars. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong.

 He??s a good friend of the medical examiner.??Damon reminded me. Inspector Hughes?? preliminary crime-scene notes were precise and detailed. so I began to look for signs directing me to public transportation. She rolled and twisted and kicked out at her attackers. aren??t you? Keep running.She heard screams behind her and looked back - but she couldn??t see Davis anymore. I used to walk barefoot through those nasty tobacco fields to school. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds. ??Let??s leave it.????Well. and weighed just over five hundred and eighty pounds. ??Nana already told me. As William stared off at the foothills. I recognize the number the FBI in Quantico.??The kids laughed and so did I. Martha rationalized that she had to get help.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver. Dr Pang. but they keep changing. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. and she was still in great shape. staring into the distance at the rich.