Victor was sat down behind his desk. Everything was set out perfectly, neatly and in order, everything in the right place where it belonged. That's how he liked it. For Victor, every case was like putting people where they belonged, whether it was in a simple detention centre or the highest maintenance prison in the whole of America. With serial killers it only took a couple of days for him to work out their motive and where they would strike next. But that was all about to change.

There was a new case so completely insane; the police felt it was time they gave it to the FBI.

There was a knock on Henricksen's office door.

"Come in." Henricksen answered.

The door opened slowly and in walked his boss Special Agent Jones.

Victor stood up, not only out of respect but also because Special Agent Jones had never visited his office before. Whatever the case was, it was clearly something huge and of big importance that it was dealt with as quickly as possible.

"Special Agent Henricksen. Please sit down." It wasn't a request; it was a demand so Victor sat down obediently.

"What is my case this time Special Agent Jones?" Victor wanted to get down to business. There was nothing he liked more than an unusual case with a psycho.

"It's bizarre. I've never seen anything quite like it. The cops were out of their depth so they handed the case over, but to tell you the truth, I don't know what to make of it either." He tossed over the file. "Well, see what you think."

Victor opened the file marked highly dangerous. Inside was a picture of a very good looking young man. He had unusual green eyes, light brown hair and was about 6ft. Aged 28 and always with his tall lanky brother. Not too bad, he'd be easy to pick out in a crowd.

The file was pretty jam packed. Newspaper cuttings, fake names, any kind of appearance that had so far been recognized was in the file.

Victor's eyes skimmed down the page until it reached crimes.

Wanted for:

Credit card fraud,

Vandalism,

Carrying concealed,

Grand Theft Auto,

Impersonation,

Breaking and entering,

Kidnapping,

Grave discretion

6 counts of first degree murder

What kind of whacko was this guy? Most of them were normal for a psycho but grave discretion? Psycho or no psycho, what person in their right mind dug up graves for kicks?

Victor's eyes travelled down further to possible medical conditions:

Sociopath – that was evident

Paranoid

Possible Schizophrenic

Abrasive personality disorder

This guy was insane and did crazy stuff. But every nut job had a motive and Henricksen promised himself, he'd hunt this son of a bitch down and give him what he deserved.

'Well hello, Dean…" He smiled cruelly "It's a pleasure to meet you."