Author'sNote:Sorry for the delay in posting the next chapter, things have been crazy since I also work in retail. Black Friday wiped me out. It's my day off tomorrow and so I was able to hammer out this chapter. Enjoy! Feedback is welcome.

Monday morning….

"Jane you look like hell." Frost notices as she walks in the squad room.

"Well I didn't get much rest, I spent the weekend running through wooded trails with Maura. She said that I needed to do something to take my mind off the case." Jane states flatly as he sits at her desk. "Any news on our mystery man in the video?"

"No, not yet. I did get the class schedules of each of the girls in the cases. Looks like they didn't have any classes together, but they did all have the same academic advisor." Frost points this out on the corkboard that they have been using to make a rough timeline.

Jane walks to the board, "Do you have a name for this guy or girl for that matter?"

Flipping through his notes on his iPad, "uhh, oh yes here it is. A Dr. Andrew Westbrook."

"Do you have a picture of this guy? See if you can get a copy of it out to the uniforms on the off chance that he is our mystery guy."

"Already did it. Also forensics was able to pull a partial print off the letter that didn't belong to the girl. They didn't get any hits in the database."

"Well I'm going to go talk to this guy and see if he can shed any light on these suicides. You should go catch up with the guys canvassing the neighborhood to see if any one has anything yet." Jane says as she grabs her jacket and walks to the elevators.

Jane steps out of her car, having contacted Dr. Westbrook's office on the way over, and walks to the building. She now remembers why she dislikes walking around college campuses as she hears the catcalls from the frat boys and a few women she passes.

Getting to the building where Dr. Westbrook's office was located, she notices that some of the windows on the outside of the building have been boarded up. Thinking nothing of this she continues inside.

"Can you point me in the direction of Dr. Westbrook's office?" She asks the young man at the front desk.

"Yeah sure, he's in the last office down the hallway to your left next to the stairs to the basement." He says, as he looks Jane up and down.

"Alright thanks. Before I go, have you seen any of these women in here in the last six months?" Jane shows the desk clerk several pictures of the women that have used Dr. Westbrook as an advisor.

"Sure have. They all had amazing….assets. The brunette here," he points to Janet's picture. "she was in here last week. She said something about having to speak to the doctor about some of her classes. You see she was on the marathon team here and was not in class much, so Dr. Westbrook used his charm to help her out."

"Help her out how?" Jane was now taking notes in her notebook.

"Well I don't know exactly, but those women you showed me came in here crying and leave a while later smiling and laughing. Unfortunately, a few days after these meetings they commit suicide, or so the papers say."

"You think there is something up with that?" Jane is now very interested.

"Well you see, I have been working here since my freshman year of my undergrad and now I am here working on my graduate degree, so I have seen Dr. Westbrook a lot. He just seems different this last year."

"Did anything happen to him that might have caused this change?"

"Well he did take about two months of personal leave to go visit his family and do some travelling about a year ago now. Is he in any sort of trouble? If he is then I think it is best that I don't say anything more. He has been a great mentor to me for years now." He leans back crossing his arms.

"No, he is not in trouble, but I do need to ask him a few questions." Jane states as she places her notebook back in her pocket. "So, his office is down this way?" She points to her left.

"Yes, last door next to the door to the basement."

"Thank you for you help." Jane turns down the hallway, making a mental note to get more information on that guy.

She knocks on the door and waits to be let in. "Come in detective. I cleared my afternoon when I received you phone call. Would you like something to drink, tea coffee maybe?"

"No, but thank you for the offer." She takes out her notebook and the pictures. "Have you ever seen these women?"

Taking the pictures, Dr. Westbrook studies them. "Of course, I was their academic advisor. It's a shame what happened to them. Such bright students and athletes in their own right."

Back in the squadroom….

"So no one in the area saw our mystery man." Frost huffs as is plops down at his desk.

"Well, it's still to early to just give up. Plus that picture wasn't all that clear, so maybe that was a factor in to why no one could ID the perp." Korsak looks up from his YouTube video of puppies playing in the snow.

"True….wait are you watching those videos again?"

"What? It is my break, so I can do what I want as long as it is not porn or anything like that. Plus, they put me in a good mood."

"Whatever floats your boat Korsak. Have you heard anything back from Jane?"

"No, I think that she is still talking to Dr. Westbrook."

"I'm going to te…oh hi Jane."

"So, the good doctor didn't have much to say that wasn't anything we didn't already know. We are still at a dead end. Any luck on your end?" She takes a bite of doughnut.

"Well I was just telling Korsak that we didn't have any luck either. He did point out that the picture we were using was not the best quality."

"There was one thing that did bother me about the visit though. The desk clerk, Marcus Capps, seemed really close to the doctor and knew some personal details of Janet. My gut is telling me he knows something more, but I don't have anything else to go on."

"Well Korsak and I will do a background check on him."

"Alright, I guess I will start going back over the files we have. On a hunch I might just look at other cases similar to these over the last few years."

"Something on your mind Jane?" Frost asks with interest.

"Well Marcus, stated that several of the women that came in were athletes and missed a lot of class, so Dr. Westbrook helped them with their classes. I'm going to look in to any other female athletes that may have gone to him for help."

"You may also want to add women that were deeply involved with student organizations. They tend to miss for conferences and such." Korsak adds his two cents.

Writing all this down, Jane rides the elevator to the file room.