Hannibal had kept his promise and assisted Clarice in the case. He picked up on quite a few things within the first thirty minutes of flipping through the pages. She liked that about him, he was quick, clever, and quick to pick out detail. Every little thing and it seemed nothing escaped his notice. They had the things laid out on the kitchen table, including the files of Clarice's interviews with the two women.

"So do you know who the male victim is yet?"

"No. They told me they would call as soon as they had the details sorted out."

"Clarice has it ever crossed your mind there was more than one killer?"

"More than one?"

"Yes. To be going from one place to another so randomly with women with no apparent connections. Maybe to draw attention away from the main point."

"You think the killer or killers is trying to confuse us on purpose."

"Have the plane flight videos been checked?"

"Yes."

"Was there any one passenger that showed up on all videos, any names the same?"

"No. I checked them myself. That alone took about two days."

"Then it is possible they are contacting one another."

"Now you seem so confident about this. How do you know he isn't using a different name every time."

"That takes time and there is something off here." Hannibal had gestured to the paint on the wall spelt REVENGE.

"What of it?"

"Have you had any thought to what was used to spell it out?"

"I have thought a paintbrush do to the streaky marks at the ends of each letter."

"Very good. And I must say I think one person is left handed and one right handed. Here how the lines in the E is crossed and how the G is started. Very subtle and hard to pick up on."

Clarice glanced at the photograph again. "Yeah I think you are right. The difference isn't much off just how the streaks cross."

"I believe there is an actual murderer, the one who wants revenge, and just a man to assist in destroying connections and evidence."

"So what is it that you are saying here?"

"Maybe, Clarice, you are the link."

"Me?"

"The three women were from California, you have never traveled to that area. The other two you have had contact to."

"So someone is trying to screw with the pattern to draw my attention away from the truth?'

"Yes."

Clarice sat down in the chair and put her hand on her forehead. "I am a Special Agent, I run cases all the time...so I can imagine the list of people who hate me to be quite long. But why these two women specifically? What did they matter?"

"The previous case you were on that involved the one women, Miss Fieldman. You said that case was handled when Special Agent Brown was in a car chase with him."

"Yes. Agent Brown had tried to arrest him, but he ran. He got into his car and Agent Brown pursued. The car drove right off into a cliff and by the time he called the FBI it was too late. The body couldn't be found, but the car was eventually."

"Hhhmm..."

"What? Doubting something?"

"Now this, Agent Brown has me rather intrigued. What information do you have on him."

"Why are you asking about him now? You don't think he was lying do you?"

"I don't know Clarice, but I do know that all possibilities should be considered when evaluating case files."

"You're right. I'll keep an eye on him. Maybe I can try digging up some more information on the Fieldman case." Clarice glanced over at the clock, Aaahh, time for work again? This is ridiculous. She walked over to Hannibal, and kissed him on the cheek. She walked into the living room and grabbed her purse. Hannibal placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Just relax, dear. This will all be over soon. You have some leads to introduce at work, and you also have an eye out for Agent Brown as well."

"That is kind of the problem. Ardelia just so happens to be dating him…so whatever drama I stir up is going to cause a big problem."

"You don't have to do anything. Just list the facts and let things handle themselves."

He kissed her on the forehead and she stepped out the door. She started her car and drove off down the road. She decided this morning that she would get as much done as possible and attempt to leave early. When she finally made it to her office and opened the door, Ardelia and Brown were waiting on her.

"What are you two doing here? I thought your shift ended an hour ago?"

"Clarice, you are never going to believe who the man was that was murdered."

"Who is it?" She put down her bag and walked over to the case file sitting on the desk.

"Does the name Henry Fieldman ring a bell?" Ardelia asked flipping over the front page of the file to reveal his dead body photographed.

"What? Brown what happened? I thought you handled this, how could he-"

"I don't understand it either Clarice. I have been asked dozens of times by the boss about this. He is really pissed off, but I saw that car go off that cliff…there is no chance, no way."

Clarice looked over at him remembering Hannibal's wise words, two murderers. She knew she shouldn't mention the new evidence in front of Brown because now something extremely strange was happening. Clarice flipped through the pages over and over. Something caught her eye rather quickly. There was a camera found by the body, but the film was missing. If the camera was blank, then something important must have been on there. Something the second murderer may have wanted to keep away from public eyes.

"This is unbelievable," Clarice started off, "I will handle this myself, and Ardelia would you mind working over with me?"

"Not at all I-"

Agent Brown jumped in, "Need me to stay too?"

"No its fine I have all the help I need. Go on home, you have done a good job for the day."

Agent Brown collected his things and before leaving looked over his shoulder to Clarice, "Yeah I am sure you have all the help you will ever need." He smiled at Ardelia.

Ardelia blushed at the comment, but Clarice wasn't so sure he was referring to Mapp.

"Ardelia, there are some things I have to share with you."

"Alright, lets hear it."

"Was the time of death made clear?"

"Yes, he had been dead for 3 days."

"His case happened 6 months ago."

'Yeah…Brown says he can't explain what happened, and he said he saw the murder with his own eyes."

"Ardelia listen, you can't trust him. I know what he says, but something is off."

"You don't think I realized this girl? He has been chewed out a million times, but he was the only one who was there that night during the car chase. So its his word against nobody right now."

"Will he be suspended?"

"They haven't decided yet."

Clarice shook her head and the conversation continued. What was Brown doing? What had he done that night? Hannibal didn't trust him right away. And true the whole thing is a little strange, but I have no proof of anything right now. This is something I must discuss with Hannibal later.