It was more a detour in my mind. So I arrived home with a new hair style, not just a cut, the man who did it insisted. Since my hair was very then, he...also tried to convince me to buy a lot of crap to make it appear thicker. I knew better than to waste my money. I had been there before and as I told him it was my first shampoo and set.Since it was so thin, I could just wash it and towel it pretty much dry for a styling. Again no special crap needed on it. Once in a while I might put a little. " I know, which is what makes me curious as you're a bit of an oddity. Anyone else would be asking for favors, but you hide your identity for no apparent reason. It makes me wonder just what you're hiding." Look, I can just as well do the necessary research on someone who doesn't think so highly of himself," I told him."Hah, you're almost done anyway," he informed me."You know," Allison said, contributing to the conversation, "can't you cause additional scarring as well as reducing it?" she. "I have a good idea what's coming next." Maybe you do," Grace smiled and leaned back in her chair. "Obviously you don't have boys, Samantha." Sam, please," she whispered."Okay, Sam," Grace chuckled. "Anyway, Matt is correct. My boy Donald has turds for brains because the first thing he does is take a swing at someone standing in front of him who could obviously break him in half like a twig."You know," she mused out loud, "I never knew you could still lecture someone while methodically,. K froze.One by one the dots were connected, ever so slowly, almost unwillingly.Philadelphia. Tom Rydell. That's where the 'Killer Klown' had gone.It had to be a coincidence. A shiver of dread ran up K's spine. Ithad to be coincidence.Putting the feeling aside, K put away the breakfast things and headedoff to the University. The team would be packing up today - shreddingdocuments and saying good-byes. The academics had one moreaccomplishment for their resumes; K had one more mystery to add.