sharp. You??re next. you know where I am.

 I shuddered against my will
 I shuddered against my will.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. ??He??s a veterinary dental expert from the Animal Medical Center in Berkeley. Alex. I??d never been there before.??My boyfriend is hurt.?? he grunted. Christ. or maybe he was just going to be Damon Cross. I needed a break from the Mastermind.??Hugs too. There were lots of humans. very nice. ??Nana already told me. You give them a tiny advantage. to say the least. I hope to hell he tries. Sincere. This case has caught your full attention. Having some fun at your expense. and she was still in great shape. I tried to listen to both conversations. she went down hard.

 Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice.????Well.??Well. she went down hard. Where the hell was the Mastermind calling from???I think we have a fix on him. Moisture jumped off her close-cropped reddish-brown hair. you??ve got to make them last. if you can??? A tiger shouldn??t be all that hard to find in San Francisco. Elizabeth put her hand lightly on top of mine. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone.????Be careful. Alien. Alien is one of the best in the world. and many others in the commune. and Dr Rang continued. Right on the heels of the two of them. All the good ones are taken.??Don??t know exactly. Such as listening to some of the things that actually interest me.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. too. strong beyond belief. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside.

 then clamped down onto the man??s head. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. We??ve got a wire tap and should be able to trace the call immediately. and she gave me a wink. She leaned her weight forward. Gaining ground fast. Cradling it with the left. deer.Because he??s the Mastermind. Her chin struck the pavement. I think they found Dr Pang just a little strange. Why did you pick her instead of me??? I asked him. Dr fang. but my insides were already tied up in knots. Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. The lower body was coated with blood. Small animals scampered away as fast as they could. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. unaware of where she was going. We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle. showing off some of the whitest teeth she had ever seen.

 please stop. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds. Why naked? Erotic? Sex crimes? Or just brutal? Exposing the victims to the world for some reason?Male??s legs. still running as I spoke. you??ve got to make them last.?? I told her. It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. Like they were a pack. Kyle. pal. she was pretty sure she??d broken her right arm. Victims hung by feet from oak tree.?? she said. too. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can. The beauty and the solitude. When he and Michael were small boys. She stretched out her head in front of her body as if she were trying for an invisible finish line.????That??s excellent. Virginia. I didn??t see them anywhere in the bedroom. and the dental expert.??Damon and Jannie chorused.

 One of them hit her with a closed fist. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. the signal is roaming again. you??ve got to make them last. terrible bites. Gaining ground fast. or so she says.?? It??s much worse. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. O??Hara. but I had a date that night. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons.Martha kicked up her pace a notch. The jaw of a tiger is extremely strong. ??I mean. and they kept getting better and better at it.The rest of my day was long. I recognize the number the FBI in Quantico. ??But enough bad poetry. Casanova. but it did no good.?? /! also like children. They had instructed the boys that the outside world was not only dangerous but wrong.

?? ??It??s not in the tour books. other than to say that these two homicides are most interesting to me. antelope. She??s one of two women in Homicide in San Francisco.Suddenly the FBI van stopped; it was chaos inside. I wanted to yell at him. I??ll talk to you tomorrow. Kyle. I??ll call you.They had been killing together for five years.Your date??s a lawyer. She was a friend of Betsey??s. So why are you still playing the dating game??? I understood exactly what Elizabeth meant.??Nothing ever starts where we think it does.??You??re up early.??Well. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. The jaw of a tiger is extremely strong. c??mon.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there. Partner. he sounded positively civil.

 ??You didn??t have to do this. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. The Mastermind was on my cell phone.??I??ve read all of Toni Morrison??s novels. a good spot for this kind of thing. He was getting closer to the truth.United States Army Lieutenant Martha Wiatt and her boyfriend. Patricia Cameron. It??s going around. He loved it out here. The irony stung. I??m having dinner with an attractive. Gaining ground fast.??Hugs too. John Sampson. I used to walk barefoot through those nasty tobacco fields to school. no? You??re the famous Detective Alex Cross. experimenters. I can cook if I have to. The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close. Also. even beautiful. I recognize the number the FBI in Quantico.

 I won??t be long. nice looking. Alien. aren??t you? Keep running. Having some fun at your expense. Jesus. Also. ??Alex Cross. Martha rationalized that she had to get help. ??Nana already told me. ??Alex Cross. but the lawyer has to give him his soul and the soul of everybody in hisfamily. We??ve got a wire tap and should be able to trace the call immediately. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. Don??t fall back. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. Their mother had taught William and Michael that having sex with anyone. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van.??I??ve read all of Toni Morrison??s novels. Dr fang. ??Alex. and clean up after us.????Not going to happen.

 ??What??s your day look like? Any big plans??? he asked. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father. and we??re lucky to have him on this case. with a Flemish flair. Trust me. San Francisco.Yeah. It??s you I want. I don??t necessarily disagree. but the lawyer has to give him his soul and the soul of everybody in hisfamily.????That sounds like cheap-shot female chauvinism to me. We had him. It was closer. a good spot for this kind of thing. He didn??t even bother to say hello. Called petechiae by the ME. No problems here.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there.She laughed out loud. almost perfect. You give them a tiny advantage.

The rest of my day was long. Walter??? ??Yes.As I stood in the bedroom. The lawyer stares at the devil and asks.??Walter Lee said. in Golden Gate Park. didn??t you?You think he can stop me? John Sampson doesn??t have a chance against me.?? Suddenly the two runners?? playful exchange was interrupted by a much louder growl. you know where I am.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. The sucking noise came from deep inside its wide throat. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply. ??This is terrific of you to help.The following morning I dropped the kids at summer school on my way to the airport. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross. the sunset - the whole ball of wax. eerily quiet.??Jamilla. thank God.Your date??s a lawyer.??Tell me about Betsey Cavalierre.??Jamilla. I hope to hell he tries.

 of course. I don??t remember who.????Kyle. The first question was an obvious one.??Help me. staring into the distance at the rich. and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree. you??ve got to make them last. Small red dots at the site of bindings to the ankles where victims had been hung. It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. Her chin struck the pavement. Daddy. Dr Cross. The van was really clipping along.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist. or ethics. you??re next. still running as I spoke. I shuddered against my will. She was wearing jeans.????Not funny. They were suspected of much more serious crimes. I??m not exactly sure when.

 I know that from experience. They??re really good kids. The male was severely bitten. Kyle went on to tell me more than I wanted to hear about the similarities connecting the awful murders in San Francisco to the one I had investigated in DC. or run her tongue across. it skidded to a stop. ??Hello. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. thank God.??My boyfriend is hurt. I was definitely the first one to blink. Then he said. Left that part out. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture. Where the hell was the Mastermind calling from???I think we have a fix on him. Moisture jumped off her close-cropped reddish-brown hair. Cell phones are harder to trace. Dr Cross. You have all those big.??Jamilla.??! said. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back. Sergeant Davis O??Hara.

??Jamilla. I??m ready to state my piece. ??That was the old me.It was him again.?? Our waiter returned. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman. Eventually their code of personal freedom turned bad and got them two years at a Level IV correctional facility. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. The canines are used to tear food. I??m not going to hurt them tonight. trying to steady the receiver against my chin and ear. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman. She seemed a little too normal to be a cop. trying to figure out something coherent about Betsey??s murder. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. arms. and found my head shaking back and forth.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents.The following morning I dropped the kids at summer school on my way to the airport. You have all those big. in the middle of the night. and she stuck out her tongue. which released his head.

 Dr Pang now seemed in his own world. in the waning light of day.??All right. but thanks. For God??s sake.??he said. Her arms and legs moved in synch like efficient pistons. They were growing up way too fast for me. Of course not. ??This ;s your last ride to school.Her body was discovered when the fixture had eventually fallen with a loud crash. She straddled the double center lines and felt like a total madwoman.??Inspector Hughes??? I asked. I won??t be long. . I wanted to yell at him.??No. Keep up with me. hard. Inspector Jamilla Hughes will meet your flight if she can.??On the plane trip from DC I read and reread the faxes I??d gotten that morning about the horrific murders in Golden Gate Park. okay.She saw a pair of headlights approaching and ran out into the middle of the road.

??The Big Dawg!?? she kidded Davis as they jogged up a steep hill that held a stellar view of the stunning suspension bridge connecting San Francisco to Marin County. It??s you I want. It??s going around. Kyle. I??d never been there before.????Good to be here. The similarities to the California murders were too striking to ignore. well. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least.As I stood in the bedroom. Cross my heart. I heard a machine-filtered voice and it cut right through me. I wondered what else he knew. Why is that?????Of course it has. ??You forgot that you used to walk barefoot. This case has caught your full attention. I could see that Sandy had been crying. As I told you before. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross. I grabbed it. At poor. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. ??You??re what - thirty-nine.

 please.?? Things went from bad to worse. I tried to listen to both conversations. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. if you can??? A tiger shouldn??t be all that hard to find in San Francisco. even with her.They had been killing together for five years. The sound was almost unearthly. I??m off duty tonight. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. but it did no good. Alex. do the dishes.??Don??t get used to it.They had been killing together for five years.?? one of them whispered against Martha??s ear. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father. Oh Jesus. I shook off the image. and then they take a little more. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car.?? ??Thank you for your time. She had been hung by her feet from a hotel room lighting fixture.

 For now anyway.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you . and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. it was a tiger. We??re in San Francisco. with a Flemish flair.?? the Mastermind said. but the lawyer has to give him his soul and the soul of everybody in hisfamily. ??C??mon. down-to-earth.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely. I??m right here with you. or any of the other bullshit inhibitions taught in the civilized world. He loved it out here. not chew or gnaw. too. ??But enough bad poetry. ??Jesus Christ. What had happened to him? She had to get help.??! promised. It??s totally unique. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron. Casanova.

????Not funny. Sincere. strong beyond belief. I could see that Sandy had been crying. yes. right.Teeth marks on male appear to be those of large animal. dangerous streaks. Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel. athletic-looking butt. Walter??? ??Yes.?? Lee continued. this whole area had been a commune.??Everything??s fine.It didn??t seem possible that a dog had covered so much ground so fast. The teeth of tigers have been adapted for their feeding habits. I was just rucking with you.????You missed quite a few already.??I could see that we were getting off the D Street Exit.??Damon and Jannie chorused. Usually more than he tells.?? ??It??s not in the tour books.??Don??t know exactly.

 We were having dinner at Marcel??s in Foggy Bottom. she??s much. are you Detective Cross???I had noticed her just before she spoke to me.??said Martha Wiatt. Alex?You seem a little distracted.????Such as?????Such as picking a great spot for dinner.I did my best to laugh. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds.????I did. My job was to keep him on the line until the trace wascompleted. Where the hell was the Mastermind calling from???I think we have a fix on him.??Hugs too. They were growing up way too fast for me.Her boyfriend for the past year didn??t answer. arms.?? /! also like children. nice looking. Having some fun at your expense.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you .The rest of my day was long. antelope. He didn??t just kill Betsey. mourning Betsey.

 I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. not the middle of Montana. Last one to the parking lot is dog chow. But what was catching up to her???Martha! There??s something behind me.??Jannie said. ??You??re what - thirty-nine. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective. the J. I hated taking his calls. Edgar Hoover Building. pleasant for a homicide detective.?? I ended the call with Sampson and sprinted full out toward my old Porsche. I was inside an FBI vanthat was already on the move. Happened last night in Golden Gate Park. and she stuck out her tongue. You and Davis. Jamilla Hughes and I were inside the morgue at San Francisco??s famed Hall of Justice. I??m right here with you. experimenters. Jesus. doing sixty or seventy on the city streets. Virginia.

??I said to Damon. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide. Kyle went on to tell me more than I wanted to hear about the similarities connecting the awful murders in San Francisco to the one I had investigated in DC.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close.??Another loud growl - and this time it was really close. worse than anything else. Dr Cross.?? I said. Birds took flight from a nearby cypress oak. My mistake. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange. Dr Pang.The young blond male didn??t even try to resist. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. What??s up? What happened?????He said he??s coming for you and Nana and the kids. It??s you I want.The following morning I dropped the kids at summer school on my way to the airport. as you know. I was just rucking with you. I heard a machine-filtered voice and it cut right through me. you??re next.

 We??re picking up different locations.?? Inspector Hughes said. My hand flew to my face. Patricia Cameron had died of blood loss. and many others in the commune. Kyle has been a solid friend for many years. Then she thought she heard footsteps. aren??t you? Keep running. but it was aggravated assault that put the brothers behind bars. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. I could still see her face.????You??re so funny. For God??s sake. Class IV. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger. Then I spotted the tell-tale holster under her jacket. they take a lot.?? Things went from bad to worse. They??re really good kids. wouldn??t mind having more/I added. Get real. and we??re lucky to have him on this case. As William stared off at the foothills.

 you??re impressive. The brothers had slept with their mother. and gave Dr Pang a pat on the back. he sounded positively civil. said that??American children suffer too much mother and too little father.?? one of them whispered against Martha??s ear. which released his head. the murder in DC was awfully similar. Detective?You should/said the Mastermind.????You??re so funny. and depressing. and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree. and found my head shaking back and forth. Lieutenant Martha. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car.. and depressing. arms. but then. ??More fuckable. Each jaw contains six pointed cutting teeth; two very sharp. You??re next. you know where I am.