Even though it had been a weird morning on the previous day Ranger made arrangements with the resort staff to serve breakfast to us yet again. As uncomfortable as moments of it had been, it had been the light point in the day and it was what made the day seem not so harsh. The murder of that young woman so callously, when she had so much promise and so much to look forward to, was devastating to all of us. Not only that, but since she was from Trenton, she was one of our own. We wanted to destroy who had done it. We wanted to hurt them as they had hurt her.

Ranger and I were early for the morning meeting for a change and to our surprise; we weren't even the first one's there. Others were already there fixing plates or eating breakfast and chatting. Some were chatting about their experiences in the park and others were discussing the case.

I made a plate and dropped to my seat beside Natalie and smiled, "everyone's here early today."

"I think it's the breakfast possibility," she admitted with a smile. "We like breakfast."

"Who doesn't," I agreed.

"They're already knee deep into the case," she gestured toward the table where Manuel, Jenna, Ali and Mitch were sitting.

"Do they have new information," I asked.

She glanced over at Cal.

Cal smiled, "not exactly, they're trying to come up with other plans of attack. We're long past the first 48 hours Steph and we all know the likelihood of catching the killer is diminishing with each passing hour. We're all tossing around other ideas to see if we're missing anything."

"That's a good plan," I nodded. "I was thinking that if we had no real luck with her phone messages we might try MySpace or Facebook. They're pretty popular sites, especially with a certain age group. Maybe we'll find something of interest there."

"Good idea," he nodded.

"Where's Brian?"

"He's already at the personnel office," Natalie nodded as Ranger joined us. "He thought if he got there early he could get a list of possible other rape victims and we could start the search engines on that this morning. He said you wanted to find victim zero."

"Right," Ranger nodded. "If it doesn't give us a name, it will give us an idea of how long this particular perpetrator has been victimizing women."

I sat back with a frown.

"What's wrong Babe," Ranger asked.

"I think I liked the conversation yesterday better," I shook my head with a smile.

He laughed, "Yea…well, I'm sure it will come back any moment now."

But it didn't. They were in the mode. Everyone was frustrated that we weren't farther along. It's weird for us too. Usually when we're trying to find a killer, they keep throwing new evidence at us by trying to kill us. This guy wasn't doing that. Not only wasn't he trying to kill us, he was lying low. That worried us. If he was lying low, we might not catch him. If there's one thing our team hates, its unsolved cases...not that we had any.

After breakfast Ranger got up in the middle of the room and cleared his throat. Immediately all eyes were on him. Everyone wanted to solve this thing.

"Brian is at the personnel office and should be back here momentarily," he said quietly. "We're going to have Natalie, Lula, and Padma do the searches when he gets back with a list of names. As each name is confirmed as a possibility, we'll send one of the ladies and either Woody, Gabe or Mitch out with them to interview the girl if it's possible. Does everyone know what questions to ask?"

They all nodded.

"Remember, we're not only looking for victim zero…we're looking for the perp. As possible perpetrators are identified, turn that information over to Brian so he can get information on the possible unsub so we can run a search on them. I can't tell you how important this is. I can tell by everyone's somber mood this morning that you realize we're running out of daylight. We've passed the first 48 and our perp is laying low. We could be in real trouble here if we don't get some new information soon.

"Kate, I understand you have some new information regarding Sandy's body?"

"Yes," she got to her feet. "We suspected there might be some latent bruising and we were rewarded by waiting to send her body to Trenton. Oh…she's on her way now and they're planning to cremate her and have a memorial service tonight. There were quite a few bruises when it came down to it. There were bruises on her ankles and inner thighs and wrists that are suggestive of rape. I spoke to Jake Freeman and he said that he didn't have her by the ankles at any time during their sexual encounters. We weren't able to raise any prints, but we do have a couple of good hand size analyzers to go with. The weird part…she died of strangulation, but I don't think it was the rapist who strangled her."

Ranger's eyebrow went up, "Why is that?"

"Because we know she was strangled and the hand prints on her neck were smaller…significantly smaller. Also, it appeared to me and the ME that the perp's hands were too small and they had switched to something else at some point like a belt or sash or pantyhose or something like that."

"Do you think she may have been raped by multiple men then," Ranger frowned.

"I suppose it's possible that one of the perpetrators could have used a condom," she said quietly. "We didn't find any latex powder, but it's still possible. She'd been dead for several hours when you discovered her."

"So at this point, we're looking for either two doers working in tandem or a rapist and a separate murderer," Ranger said thoughtfully.

She nodded, "that's my best analysis of the evidence on hand with no speculation."

"Thank you Kate," he nodded and made a note on his yellow legal pad. "Do you have anything else?"

"That's it for me today."

"Manuel…has our evidence yielded anything new?"

He got to his feet, "it's something small, but your rapist has slow swimmers."

"Slow swimmers," Ranger said in amusement.

"You know…sperm," he grinned. "Also, there was something a little odd about his enzymes so I ran it again and I'd say he also has a liver problem. If DNA didn't tell us when we caught him, we'd have a good idea based on other things."

"So what will this liver problem do to our perp?"

"He's either got a medical condition or he could be an alcoholic."

Ranger nodded, "anything else Manuel?"

"No, but I'm still processing evidence. Kate will be with me today in the lab."

"Thank you," he nodded. "Okay," he waved toward Manuel's table, "I saw you guys huddled this morning. Did you come up with anything?"

Ali nodded and stood up, "we're going to do a voice analysis on the guy's voice in her voice mail. I think we can get an age on him if we try. None of the messages are overtly threatening, but a voice analysis can give us some idea on whether threat is intended."

"Good," he nodded. "Stephanie suggested that you see if she's got a Facebook or MySpace account as well."

Ali nodded enthusiastically, "good idea."

"Maybe we can get an idea from that."

"I'm on it," she nodded and sat back down.

Brian entered the room as she sat back down.

"Good, you're back, what did you learn," Ranger asked.

"I learned that people aren't as good at giving notice as they should be," he said seriously. "Our first run gave us almost 1000 women who'd quit without notice in the last 2 years….since Sandy's been at Disney. From that, we narrowed it to girls who'd worked at the Magic Kingdom and cut the list down to a little over a 100. Then we narrowed it down to a reasonable age group and we've gotten it down to 63," he winced. "I've arranged the list in order of most likely beginning with girls who worked in the entertainment area of the park. We're still looking at more than twenty possibilities."

"Our guy may have gotten around," Ranger sighed.

"Yea," Brian nodded, "he may have."

"Okay, we'll search most likely and then expand the search if we think it's a good idea. Brian why don't you help Lula, Natalie and Padma with the searches," he nodded.

Brian nodded and took his seat.

"Cal, what was the result of our phone booth research yesterday," he asked.

"They were pretty much clean. You have to hand it to Disney; they do a good job of keeping things clean."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"We did learn something that was kind of interesting though."

"What was that," Ranger asked.

"All of the phones of interest were on major thoroughfares of the park. None of them were in little niches or anything like that. I'd be willing to guess our perp is a little closet thrill seeker. He wanted to get caught."

"Was he watching her when he called for her reaction?"

"Unlikely," Brian interrupted. "The cast is not allowed to have their cell phones on them in the park when they're on duty."

"Good to know," Ranger nodded.

"He could have been watching her though," Cal grinned. "All of the calls were made at times he was certain he'd get her voice mail. As a matter of fact, most occurred when she was on stage," he nodded in satisfaction.

"Oh now that's interesting," Ranger nodded and met my gaze.

I smiled up at him. "He doesn't want to talk to her."

"Why not," Ranger raised a brow.

"Many rapists are antisocial," Kate shrugged. "Maybe he wants to give the illusion of being social without actually being social."

I sat up straighter, "I think you're on to something there Kate."

"Yea," she pursed her lips thoughtfully.

"Yea," I nodded. "I mean like Morty…"

"He was afraid of women," Woody frowned.

"No he wasn't," I shook my head with a smile, "he just gave off that impression because that was the illusion he was trying to create. He was actually very comfortable with women as his association with Marilyn taught us."

"True," Tank nodded.

"So maybe our guy is someone who appears very likeable and social on the external, but is a seething mass of contradiction on the inside," I frowned thoughtfully. "He either works at Disney or is a frequent guest. He's got big hands…the rapist does anyway, and he's got a little swimmer problem. He's likely to be an alcoholic. That narrows the search."

"Right," Manuel rolled his eyes.

I grinned, "Come up with a way to narrow it more then."

"I'll work on it," he nodded.

"Tank, Cal, Jenna and Ali, I want you guys to start interviewing all of Sandy's supervisors up the food chain till you can reasonably assess that person is unlikely to have interacted with her," Ranger said seriously.

They nodded.

"Connie, stick with Manuel and Kate," he said. "Stephanie…we're going to the security office to have a little chat with Jack Margolis."

"I've been wondering when we were going to do that," I smiled.

"Wonder no more," he said. "Let's do this thing."

An hour later we were in Jack Margolis' office and he looked tired. He looked very tired.

"Have you learned anything," he asked.

"We have," Ranger nodded. "Jack…I'd like to conduct this interview in two parts. The first part is as a viable suspect, the second part as the Security Manager. Can you do that?"

He nodded, "go ahead."

"How well did you know Sandy?"

"Not well. Out of makeup and costume, I don't know that I'd recognize her as an employee. That doesn't mean that I wouldn't speak to her in costume, I would have. But out of costume, I wouldn't know her. The hair, costume and makeup do a lot to change a person's appearance."

"So you haven't had any significant run-ins with her, she hasn't filed any complaints to or against you?"

"She hasn't filed any against me. If she'd filed a complaint about someone else in the cast, it's unlikely I would have taken the complaint. I don't do that. We have people who do that. If it warranted investigation beyond a warning then I would have become involved and I haven't been involved."

"Do you have a file on her?"

"I do have a file on her," he agreed and pushed the file across the desk. "She had a complaint filed against her by a co-worker and the complaint was dropped."

"Who filed the complaint?"

"I don't know," he sighed. "I have my people cross-referencing the remaining files to see if we can figure it out."

"It says the complaint was that Sandy had threatened this person?"

"Right," he nodded. "Apparently it wasn't a physical threat or that would have been notated."

"You'll let us know when you find something?"

"Of course," he agreed. "Look, I appreciate that you have to interview me in this manner. It has gotten out that she was raped and my staff is being called into the park several times a day now to both alleviate fears and to take statements. I'll pass those statements on to you as soon as they're processed. "What are the odds that you can put someone in our office here to save a step? Maybe something we're learning will be the piece that breaks it open."

"That's a good idea," Ranger nodded. "I'll get…Connie," he raised a brow at me and I nodded, "over here within the hour."

"Thank you," he nodded.

"You're right that she was raped. At this point we believe that she was raped by one person and murdered by another person."

"Oh shit," he groaned and his head went down.

"Any information that you can give us will be helpful."

"Of course," he nodded.

"When I send Connie over, I'd like to send someone else to go through your complaints files. We don't believe that Sandy was our rapist's first victim. We're trying to find victim zero."

"Of course," he nodded.

"I can stay," I suggested.

"Good," Ranger agreed. "Jack, can you give me a walking tour of where Sandy would be on the grounds both in front of the crowd and behind the scenes."

"Of course," he nodded.

"Okay," Ranger nodded.

Jack pushed a button, "Julie, I need all the complaint files by women in the Magic Kingdom in the last two years taken to Stephanie Manoso in my conference room as soon as possible. Have they finished sorting them?"

"We're almost done," Julie's disembodied voice answered, "but I can certainly get her started."

"Great," he nodded. "Also, a Connie…"

"Risolli," I supplied.

"Connie Risolli from Rangeman will be here shortly to go through the witness statements and help with sorting those."

"Thank goodness," she sighed.

"Come on Ranger," Jack said getting to his feet, "we'll drop Stephanie off in my conference room and we'll go on tour."

Hours later I had gone through hundreds of complaint files and found nothing. When I expressed that to Julie, she told me that those were files from cast members to cast members. They were gathering files with complaints from cast to guest and vice versa. I had my first epiphany then. Our rapist wasn't a member of the cast, but maybe he had been at one point. Maybe, he'd never been a member of the cast. If that was the case, our search had to get wider. And that would make it about a million times more difficult.

I left their offices at four and promised to return the next day and look over the new files they'd gathered. I headed straight for our conference room and the afternoon meeting. I was starving too so I stopped at the Contemporary's quick service restaurant, Contempo Café, and grabbed a cheeseburger and fries as I went.

I dropped to my spot and opened my food.

"You're a cruel woman," Natalie sighed as I ate a fry.

"I didn't get lunch," I groaned.

"I probably shouldn't tell you that I had steak then," she grinned.

"You're mean," I sighed and contemplated my cheeseburger before shrugging and taking another bite.

Ranger walked purposefully into the room and dropped his clipboard on the table in front of me. "Is everybody here?"

I nodded up at him.

"Good, I had an interesting walk around the park with Jack Margolis. I learned a couple of things. Would anyone like to guess what I learned?

I grinned and raised my hand.

"Stephanie," he raised a brow.

"Our rapist isn't a cast member," I said.

He blinked at me in surprise, "that's right. I don't think he is."

"But he's here a lot and he's got a way to get to know whoever he's after," I added.

"Is your spidey sense kicking in," Mitch grinned.

"Sadly no," I sighed. "This was normal police work."

Ranger laughed, "Good job. Brian, what did your team come up with?"

"We have a couple of girls we couldn't interview that are possibly ground zero."

"Why couldn't we interview them?"

"They're deceased," he said grimly.

Ranger's face changed, "due to what circumstances?"

"Suicide," he said grimly.

Ranger sighed, "Do they have family or friends we can interview?"

"We're working on that now."

"Good," he nodded grimly. "Ali…have you got anything?"

"We did her Facebook today and there wasn't anything unusual. We'll work on her MySpace tomorrow. We did finish the voice analysis of our rapist."

"What did you learn?"

"He's in his mid to late twenties, he was drunk during a couple of the calls, he was menacing and his voice became more nervous and menacing as the calls went on."

"He was getting anxious," I asked with a frown.

"I think so," she nodded.

"Does anyone else have anything," Ranger asked. When nobody stepped up he nodded, "all right I hear we're going dancing tonight at Atlantic Dance. Let's have a good relaxing evening and we'll hit back here tomorrow morning early at 0700 and keep at this thing. Dismissed," he said and leaned over the table to meet my eyes. "Are you sure it wasn't a tingle?"

"I wish it had been," I admitted. "But so far, I've only had two."

"I only know about the first one," he frowned.

"The second one was minor, but believe me when I tell you…I'll be checking it out further."

"We need something here Stephanie."

"I know. I know."

"Come on, let's get ready for dinner. Who are we dining with tonight?"

"Woody and Connie," I said.

"Okay," he smiled. "Come on Babe, let's go take a shower."

"Are we going to conserve water?"

"I was thinking we might," he said lecherously.

"I like the way you think."