. I ... I ... ok, I will start looking right away - but please give me some time – I have to get ... you know ... work clothes and stuff...” I sai..., my voice quivering. Thoughts raced through my brain like the fact I knew they guys would stand outside the glory holes when they took me there and collect tips to allow my use.Seeing the look of desperation and panic on my face, Paul added “We don’t expect you to have a job tomorrow, in fact, the real reason we called you out here is we are all. ” “Bruising and swelling,” I whispered and then nodded. The sheet folded back slowly and as soon as I saw the curly hair I knew. Quickly grabbing the edge of the table to keep from falling I watched as her forehead appeared and then the rest of her face. The bruise was on her left cheekbone, her lips were badly swollen and her skin seemed a pallid gray color, but I knew it was her. Nodding I said dejectedly, “Yes, that’s Katy.” The detective motioned for me to follow, so I quickly reached out. The bitch was there again, and still complaining up a storm to someone on the phone, as she sat at a table to herself. It was clear that the people around her were shunning her now.“I don’t give a flying fuck what they say. There is no way that this Darren person is under eighteen. You must see this guy. He looks like a Greek god. I think he had something done to increase his penis length,” she stated loudly to whoever was on the phone. “No. I want him arrested. He raped my niece ... Yes. I’m. O.has been different for each one. Both of those factors areunusual in the extreme for such murderers. Serial killers arethought to be more likely to go after women or children, andusually have a recurring modes operandi that distinguishestheir crimes and the victims. However, I have found aconnection that leads me to suspect... actually, that hasconvinced me, that there is one killer."How many victims?" the Old Woman asked in a suddenly cold andquiet voice."Eight that I am sure of, Ma'am. Two.