Every person has their own way of getting what they want.  It all may be logical but there are always the sick people in the world that go from day to day thinking about the things that they could do to get a rise out of others.  What dog to kick, who to murder, who to rape.  Kevin was one of these people.  Scientist’s say that an abusive adult can be a result from an abusive childhood, but in Kevin’s case it’s not true.

            Throughout all of his years in school he always did well.  He got good grades, was top in his class and worked steady jobs from the time he was 13.  When he was convicted of the murders his parents didn’t know what to think.  What could they think?  They had raised him to be the best, they tried their best and the conviction of their only son was their reward. 

            Sitting in his room, Kevin could only smile.  He knew that they had no idea where he is.  They don’t know how he got out.  How he trapped all those poor helpless little sheep.  It was a shame that he couldn’t do more.  He wants nothing to do with the men; it’s the women he is concerned about, one woman in particular. 

“Finite!  It is time.” Kevin purred.

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            Back at the station, Sadie was still very uneasy.  The interview went well and it took them only 20 minutes to get rid of Miss Roth.  She knew that deep down something was somehow connected to her but didn’t know how.  She didn’t know what was going on and deep down she didn’t want to know.  Everyone was in a bustle and she wanted nothing more than to just go home and rest. 

“Coffee for Miss Sadie?”  John said as he came up behind her at her desk.  “You look beat.”

“Thanks Hun, I am.  I just want to go home.  I’m tired of the entire bustle.”

“I have some paper work to finish up but if you want to go now I can get a ride from Adam.”

“That’s ok, I’ll wait.  I really don’t want to be alone right now.”

“Still freaked out huh?”

“Yeah, I don’t know why either.  I’m probably just over-reacting again.”

“You?  Over-reacting? Never!”

“Ha ha! Very funny! Don’t mock me.”

“I’m sorry.  That paper work isn’t going to get done with me just sitting here.  I should be done in about an hour.  Go take a nap somewhere.  I’ll come find you when I’m done.”

“Ok Hun.”  She raised her head to receive his kiss and went back to day dreaming.  She knew that there was something more.  She was bound and determined to figure it out too.  A letter carrier came into the office holding all of the cubicles to deliver the mail.  Sadie could hear him yelling out names above the dim roar of the office.

“April……..Brad…..Adam……John…last but not least…..Sadie…”

“That’s me.  I never get mail what could this be.”

            As she opened the letter she noticed a slight smell of some perfume or cologne.  She didn’t know who sent it.  There was no return address and the handwriting was very neat and precise, almost as if whoever sent it wanted to disguise his or her handwriting.  From the looks of it, though, she would figure it to me male.  When she caught sight of the contents she became very disturbed.  Getting a letter normally wouldn’t bother her but for the fact that it was printed in some text that wasn’t readable it did.

Ring around the Rosie,

Pockets full of Posie,

Ashes ashes,

They all go BOOM!

            On a hunch she dropped the letter onto her desk and called for John.  She told him that she got this letter in the mail and thought that they could have a riddler on their hands.  John inspected the letter and thought about it for a few minutes.

“You smell that?” he asked.

“Yeah, I do.  It smells like cologne.  It reminds me of a scent I was looking at.  Umm….what was it called? Samourai by Alain Delon.”

“How on earth do you know that?”

“I was looking at them for Christmas.  Then I saw the price and almost choked.”

“For who?”

“That doesn’t matter.  What matters is that we know whoever sent this has expensive taste.  It runs $65 a bottle.”

“Hmm…I still don’t understand why to you though?  Out of all the police in this station, female at that, it was specifically addressed to you.” said John.

“I don’t know either.  Do you know what font it is?”  Sadie replied.

“It has to be webdings.  It’s the only font that I know of that has symbols like that.  The only thing is that there are several different types.  We will give it to Blacose and see what he comes up with.  As of right now though, let’s go home.  It’s already 8:00 and we have had enough excitement for one day.”