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rhyme.
    “I kill to prove I’m better than you; this death is on your heads. You’ll never catch me you useless fools, and there will be more dead.”
    McKinley retook his seat and slid a pad of paper and a pen across the table.
    “Write it down, every detail of every murder, otherwise, I’ll just figure that someone leaked that info to you.”
    “What more proof do you need?”
    “Tell me where to find the murder weapon.”
    The man shook his head and pushed the paper away.
    “No, I won’t make it that easy.”
    Connelly rushed up to the glass.
    “He can’t produce the weapon because he’s a fake.”
    Captain Rodgers placed a hand on his shoulder.
    “He knew about the rhyme, Richie, that’s good enough for me.”
    McKinley exited the interrogation room.
    “What’s the next move, Captain?”
    “Take him to booking, Jeff, and congratulations, you’ve captured The Reaper .”
    McKinley smiled proudly as his fellow officers praised him.
    Connelly tapped a finger against the one-way glass.
    “That’s not The Reaper . If he was, you would have found the murder weapon.”
    “It will surface in time, Detective,” Jessica said. “The important thing is that no more women will be harmed, thanks to Detective McKinley’s great work. My husband and I will be leaving on the next available flight, but please call us if we’re ever needed again.”
    As Jessica and Seymour walked off, Connelly cursed at her under his breath.
    ***
    1 2:47 a.m.
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    M oira Simon woke with a start.
    Something had awakened her, some sound. The blond twenty-year-old flight attendant eased out of her bed and went tiptoeing through her darkened apartment.
    A breeze, where’s it coming from?
    Moira found the source of the breeze when she snapped the light on in her kitchen. The door that led to the back staircase was sitting open. She then jumped as she heard voices coming from outside, on the landing.
    A moment later, a woman walked into her kitchen, and she was smiling apologetically.
    “Hi, you must be frightened, but there’s nothing to worry about. Those voices you hear belong to the police.”
    “The police?”
    “Yes, someone attempted to break-in, but the police have him in custody. My name is Dr. Jessica White and I’m consulting with the police and the FBI.”
    A man poked his head in the door. It was Seymour Lutz, FBI Special Agent, Seymour Lutz.
    “Jessica, he’s been disarmed and they’re about to take his mask off.”
    “I’ll be right there,” Jessica said, and then spoke to Moira Simon. “Perhaps you should get dressed. You’re about to have visitors.”
    Moira looked down at herself. She was barefoot and wearing a flannel nightgown.
    “Oh, yes, but you’re sure it’s safe?”
    Jessica smiled. “I’m certain.”
    She returned outside, where several FBI agents, along with Captain Rodgers and Detective McKinley had a man in a ski mask handcuffed and seated on the landing beside the trashcans, his legs splayed out before him.
    Along with them was the man who had confessed earlier to being The Reaper . That man, Jessica’s real husband, now walked over and took her hand.
    Captain Rodgers spoke to Seymour Lutz.
    “Take off his mask, and Dr. White, I hope to God that you’re somehow mistaken.”
    “He was followed here, Captain.”
    “Yes, I know.”
    Lutz pulled off the mask and revealed the face of Cal Washburn.
    Captain Rodgers moaned.
    “Oh, Christ, Cal, why? Why?”
    Washburn answered with four words.
    “I want a lawyer.”
    ***
    R ich Connelly rushed into Captain Rodger’s office and then stopped cold as he saw Jessica’s husband seated beside her on the sofa.
    “Karen, what the hell is going on? This guy is walking around free and my partner has been arrested for being The Reaper ? What the hell is this?”
    “Calm down, Richie, and I’ll explain.”
    Connelly sat and listened, and his eyes grew wider with the words he was hearing, When Captain Rodgers was finished