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It was a quiet morning, mostly. Horatio was already called out to a scene. Detective Wolfe and Detective Tripp were already there. He looked at both of them. 'Magdalene seems tired.' That was his first thought, but he didn't voice it.

"Mornin' H."

"What do we have?"

"One white male, appears to be in his late twenties, early thirties. We haven't identified him yet. No one around here seems to know him." Magdalene answered his question.

"The woman over there was the one who found him."

"Thank you Frank, Magdalene." And he walked over to the kneeling ME. "Dr. Price."

"Morning H. It appears that his throat was slit. Hit his carotid artery. He bled out in minutes."

"It seems that way." Just then, Natalia walked up. She was alone. He became worried immediately. 'Where was Wolfe?'

"Magdalene?"

"Yes Horatio?"

"Would you call your brother for?"

"Sure, why?"

"Just call him."

"Ok?" Magdalene dialed her brothers' number. After ringing a few times, it went to voice mail. 'Oh no.' she thought.

"Well?"

"He's not picking up Horatio." There was clear panic in her voice.

"Tripp, Boa Vista, you take care of things here. We'll be right back." And they quickly walked over to Horatio's hummer. They had to hurry to Ryan's place.

Ryan slowly regained consciousness. Everything was blurry. 'Where am I?' was his first thought. He had a headache suddenly. Ryan moaned.

"I see you're awake. Welcome."

Ryan looked up at his captor. He was shocked.

"What did you expect, a gangly, creepy old man?" What stood in front of him was a beautiful woman, or what was the shell of one.

"That's right, I'm a woman. Not just any one either, I'm the one going to kill you." She smiled at her prey. He was so helpless.

"What do you want?"

"I want what your sister has! What all those other women have! A caring, loving little brother. One that is alive! You want to know what happened to mine. He died. He was murdered, died in my arms. You know who else died that day? Me, I did."

"So you take it out on others?"

"No, just the happy ones. How dare you be happy while I'm miserable? It's not right."

"You don't have to do this."

"I always toke the brothers first. You are no exception. Plus, I need you for my trap. I want the end of my story to be told with a bang." She began laughing. She touched Ryan's head, he flinched. It only made her laugh more. She began to pet his head. "Too bad you have an older sister; it's a shame to kill such a beautiful man."