As Haley and Jameson pulled up to the Mastro home Jameson spoke up. "So we were wrong? About Carmen that is."

Haley looked and sounded pissed, "We don't know that. This could just be a coincidence."

"Haley we've both been in homicide long enough to not rely on things being a coincidence."

Haley shrugged, "You never know."

"What ever you say boss." Jameson replied.

Haley sighed and said, "Look, for my own sanity right now I need to believe that Carmen is our killer. Because if she's not then there's still a psycho out there ready to attack the only family I have."

Jameson smiled, "I knew you had a thing for Ashley."

"Not how you think." Haley admitted.

"Well are you gonna explain or leave that up in the air?" Jameson prodded.

"Long story short I doubly disappointed my blood family which left me on my own at eighteen."

"How so?" Jameson asked. She had never heard Haley's story so she was curious.

"My parents are rich and brilliant. They sent me to the best private schools since I was four. Needless to say when I told them I wanted to be a cop the day after my college graduation they considered it beneath them and me." Haley said with a heavy sigh. "They wanted me to be an accomplished lawyer or doctor like them but I wanted to follow my own path."

Jameson nodded, "I can respect that. Especially since I've seen your apartment, you definitely don't live off your parents money."

Haley laughed, "Yeah that is a direct result of the second disappointment."

"Which was?" Jameson prodded.

"My being gay!" Haley stated then after a moment explained, "My parents are extremely conservative and devoted Catholics."

"Ahh." Jameson said with a sympathetic nod.

"Both things came out at once and my parents threw me out of their home and their life." Haley said sadly. "Then at the academy I met Ashley. She didn't care about my history or my sexual preference. She was extremely friendly from the get go. She helped me professionally and personally and for that I'm in her debt. She welcomed me into her family and honestly gave me back what I had lost because of my stupid parents. So you may wonder do I love Ashley? Of course I do but as family, not in a romantic way."

Jameson just nodded. She wasn't sure what to say. She had just learned more about Haley than she had learned in the few years they had worked in homicide together.

Haley spoke up, "Well enough of the personal shit, we have a crime scene to check out." She said as she got out of the car.

As they signed into the crime scene Jameson asked the officer at the door, "So what have we got?"

The young officer gulped and replied, "It's bad in there."

Haley and Jameson nodded to each other and Haley spoke up, "We'll determine that."

As they walked into the living room Haley could understand the young officers comment. Two adults and a child shot execution style was disturbing but she wasn't sure if this was their killer.

"Not the same MO as the others." Jameson commented. "At least not completely."

"True," Haley said with a nod. "This seems rushed to me. Not like our killers usual scene. These three were obviously killed and staged here in the same room. There are random bloody footprints around, though only leading towards that room there, not away from."

They followed the prints and discovered the room was a bathroom. Jameson spoke up, "This is weird. I've seen the pictures of the other scenes and they were so neat."

"Very true. And look at the foot prints. They're not even, as if the person walks with a limp." Haley observed.

"Are you thinking a copy cat?" Jameson asked.

Haley shrugged, "Anything is possible but I'm not so sure." Haley was thinking about something Kyla had mentioned from one of the other crime scenes. Someone at the scene had tracked uneven foot prints in part of the house. It wasn't solid evidence but it leaned towards the same killer. She was about to say something more when her phone rang. She looked at who it was and said, "It's the Captain, I'm gonna go outside. Take a look around and see if anything else jumps out at you."

Haley walked outside and into the backyard as she spoke, "Hey Captain."

"What does it look like Williams?" he asked.

"Too soon to tell. Man, woman and child dead, staged but all three were shot. They were killed and staged in the same room which is different. There could be some trace evidence because it seems rushed and sloppy."

"Any obvious pictures missing?"

"I actually can't tell Captain, there are boxes all over the place. Looks like they were in the process of moving in or out I suppose."

"That's unfortunate." he said with a sigh. "There's more Haley."

"Another family?"

"Not yet. Ashley has another potential suspect, Tara Winters."

Haley was surprised, "The other photographer from Carmen's team?"

"Yeah except the real Tara Winters died five years ago in Chicago."

"That's not good." Haley replied. She thought back to when they went to the portrait studio and realized the woman in question had a slight limp, she began to feel worried. If this woman was the killer and she killed this family then she may have rushed because she had somewhere else to be. Haley could only think of one place and the idea scared the shit out of her, she prayed she was wrong.

Jameson then yelled from an open window. "Haley, I may have something."

"Hold on a sec Captain." Haley said and ran in the house through an open patio door. Her recent thoughts making her eager to find proof one way or the other. "What do you got?"

Jameson just pointed to the coffee table. Spread out were about a dozen sheets of pictures, proof sheets to be more specific. Some were of the victims on the couch but not all of them.

Haley's stomach dropped when she saw the proof sheets of Ashley, Aiden and Sebastian which were pictures from the house, not like the others which were obviously taken in the studio. "Captain, I think the killer is heading for Ashley!"

There was only background noise on the other end of the phone so Haley hung up and turned to Jameson, "We gotta go, now!"

"Right behind you." Jameson said and quickly called dispatch for back up. If Haley was right they were heading for a very dangerous situation.

As Haley started the car she said, "There's a new suspect."

"Who?"

"Tara Winters."

"From the portrait studio? Where did that come from?" Jameson asked, confusion obvious on her face.

"A hunch from Ashley. Turns out the real Tara Winters is dead and this woman was using her identity." Haley informed her.

Jameson quickly switched from confused to pissed, "Are you kidding me? Then who the fuck was that woman at the portrait studio?" Jameson shook her head then said, "Oh shit, she had a limp. Said she tweeked her knee a few weeks ago."

The answer to the woman's identity they were both thinking went unsaid as Haley put the car into gear. As she started driving the Captain called back, "Capt, we're…"

He spoke over her, "We just got word of an explosion near Ashley's house. Get there now!"

"Already on our way Capt. The killer left proof sheets of Ash's family at the scene."

"Back up is in route but you'll probably beat them there." The Captain informed her. "Assess the scene but proceed with extreme caution. I think it could go without saying that this suspect has become extremely unpredictable, who knows what you could find."