Chapter One:
Death... It is ineveitable. For some it comes sooner and without mercy.
For Anna Saleton it came quick and without purpose, in what appeared to
be a mugging gone wrong. But for Detective Rayelynn Moore of the LAPD,
she knew better, for every murder had some purpose, whether evendnt
or not. As she crouched down near the body of the victiam she pulled out
her small note pad. She turned to her aid.
"Who was she?" she asked.
"Anna Saleton, twenty-two, lived alone, no spouse, no known boyfriend.
Next of kin lives in Billings, Montana. I'll contact them a.s.a.p."
Shelly replied.
"No need, I'll do. I have some spare time. You go ahead and go on home,
we're about finished up here. Besides, I hear you have some anniversry
plans with your hubby." Rayelynn teased.
"Yea I do.. When are you going to get "somebody special"?" Shelly
teased back.
"Yea! Like I have the time!" Laughed Rayelynn.
"Well, goodnight, don't stay up to late tonight chewing on this case."
"Don't worry, I always do."
And that is exactly what she did until she passed out on her desk.
The following day she arrived at headquaters. She walked to her office and sat down.
She picked up the file that was laying on her desk and read through it.
She then picked up her phone and buzzed her aid.
"This is Shelly." Shelly said when she picked up her phone.
"Hey this is Moore, can you come to my office a.s.a.p.?" Rayelynn asked.
"Sure give me fivre minutes." Shelly hung up.
Five minutes later she was sitting across from Rayelynn.
"So, I've reviewed the file, and nothing about says mugging, it was more
calculated. There were no prints, no hair foluclues, nothing. Nothing but
a playing card," she took the evidince bag and held it up. "The ace of spades.
What does it say to you?"
"Its a calling card. This guy is calculated. He planned this murder. He probaly even
stalked her. Knew where she worked, where she lived, what she did every day.
He leaves the card to get attention. He wants to be known. He wants us to wonder.
Maybe even needs it." She shurgged her sholders.
"No, thats good, exactly what I was thinking. I bet he is waiting to do it again.
So how do we find him? How do we stop him?" She picked up the file again. " I think I am going to
talk to Hannah. Get a phyic eval on this guy."
"Ok, I'll call and set you up the appointment."
"Thanks."
