"This man is somewhere in his mid 30's and early 40's. He's white, tall, and muscular. He's knew to Chicago and has most likely recently joined a gym.
"He attractive and charming, easy to get along with at first. But after a short while you would realize he thought he was better than you. Because of this, he doesn't have many close friends, those he does have, he would treat as servants, people meant to please him and nothing else.
"We believe that this man has only been in Chicago for about two months, we are urging you, if you hear anything, see anything, or know anything; it is desperately important that you call us immediately." The blonde woman smiled and stepped off the podium.
Richard was surprised. He hadn't known that the police would call in someone other than Dresden. It wasn't disconcerting, but it wasn't comforting either.
But no matter. The murders had been necessary for his army. There were over 200 bones in each of the bodies; and just one of those bones would bring life to one of his soldiers.
There were some worrying things that the woman had gotten right. The description had been vague enough the ensure in anonymity, but the gym membership might have to be canceled before someone put two and two together.
So Richard wasn't really worried. After all, he wouldn't be killing again any time soon.
At least, not on a singular scale.