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It had been a horribly long day. Jake and I had been on a stakeout all evening we were sitting in our car parked across the street when we spotted our suspect running out the front door and down the nearby alley. The perp was suspected for murder of course, that's all you really get when you work in homicide. Two women had been found the day before. Both died of blood loss. I had suspected this guy from the beginning, but lacked enough information or evidence for an arrest. It's hard to get a warrant when all you have to go on is the fact that you saw, first hand, in a vision, this man slice the throats of both women. Jake had protested a bit the whole stakeout idea at first, but for some reason he trusts my "intuition."
"Freeze! Police!" Jake yelled out as he jumped out of the car and we began to chase the man into the alley.
