They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw.

 please stop
 please stop.??Jamilla Hughes smiled again. but he was very thorough. but it was aggravated assault that put the brothers behind bars. I noticed Inspector Hughes give a wink to the ME. I shook off the image. Then she thought she heard footsteps. For now anyway.??Got you. Also. no? You??re the famous Detective Alex Cross. The jaw can only move up and down. We??re picking up different locations.??Catch??? I shrugged. white. I hope to hell he tries. powerful body moving effortlessly.?? ??Why the hell not???Sampson asked and moved closer to the agents. A tiger was involved in these murders? How could that possibly be? Dr Pang stopped talking. The night couldn??t have been going any better. It??s time for me to kick your well-formed. they have teeth of different sizes and shapes.

 Why is that?????Of course it has. Jesus. Cross my heart. Certainly. I caught Jamilla??s eye. I desperately wanted to cover her. able to clamp down hard enough to crush bone. ??Why don??t you come after me right now?How about tonight? As you say. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. I could see that Sandy had been crying. the prey would have been eaten. They were suspected of much more serious crimes. Soon he would have no false morals.Another one of my partners was dead. The similarities to the California murders were too striking to ignore. it??s exactly what I came out here to see. I saw the Washington Convention Center on the right. and laughed. Then he hung up on me. but most of all gut-wrenching. though. Kyle.

 Male actually died from bites!!! Female bitten - but not as severely. So was Michael. It wasn??t that hard. The sucking noise came from deep inside its wide throat. ??How about I kill your grandmother and your three kids tonight? I know where they are. ??I think I just figured out the catch. Florida.The tiger was eight feet long. very nice. Dr Pang.??Are you sure? That doesn??t seem possible. He didn??t even bother to say hello.After the waiter left with our orders for dessert and coffee. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. then clamped down onto the man??s head. It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried. Walter??? ??Yes. I remembered kissing those eyes. the one that preceded me.??Jannie said. When I was a little boy in North Carolina. moved at a fast pace as the evening fog began to roll in like a sulfurous cloud across Golden Gate Park in San Francisco.

 Both of them were. not chew or gnaw. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. sugar. Now what had happened?Kyle knew who was calling back. wasn??t it? So welcome to San Francisco. Then he looked at Jamilla and me. but I pretended to look slightly puzzled. Loser buys at The Abbey. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police.??You passed every test I could possibly throw at you . and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron. I noted that a businessman near the gate was reading The Examiner. I can??t wait.Another one of my partners was dead. missing her terribly. I can??t wait. but he was very thorough. but my insides were already tied up in knots.I knew instantly that the murder had happened in there. He reiterated that he believed this case was as important as it was terrifying.

 Michael was a beautiful man-child. You don??t sound too good. No problems here. even with her. green hills. At poor. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van. I was definitely the first one to blink. I used to walk five miles through tobacco fields to school.??Nothing ever starts where we think it does. Oh God! Run! Run.When he was finished. to sexual apparatus. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. The bites on the female were inflicted by two humans. ??But enough bad poetry. They??re really good kids.Please be careful. Davis??s screams had stopped.??I spoke in a low voice. green hills.??I??ve read all of Toni Morrison??s novels.

 Then we headed into the Third Street tunnel. He was going to be the next Luther Vandross. ??He??s living up to his name.?? Martha said in a steady. The tiger??s massive jaw opened wide. Rumor had it that she was an attractive black woman. ??There aren??t any cats in this park??? Davis asked.Another one of my partners was dead. One of them hit her with a closed fist. Last one to the parking lot is dog chow. The house was strangely. I know that from experience. He was flawless. This is a very bad scene - the worst I??ve heard about in a while. and a really big and painful one. I know that from experience. I didn??t see them anywhere in the bedroom.????I can already taste a dos Equis. athletic-looking butt. My mistake. Most important would be our canines. Jesus.

 some animals are homodents. Our table was lit by a simple crystal votive candle.?? I went to the restroom area and used my cell phone to call Kyle Craig in Virginia. Dr Cross.??The Mastermind. the cell phone in my jacket pocket went off. I remembered the victim. The first question was an obvious one. ??Let??s leave it. ??But enough bad poetry. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. She didn??t particularly look like a homicide detective. Alien is one of the best in the world. A mouth was open wide. When the good times come with your kids.She laughed out loud. no? You??re the famous Detective Alex Cross. I??m ready to talk about the nature of the bites now. Is that even remotely possible? What animal would attack a jogger in a big city park? Seems far-fetched to say the least.??I??ve read all of Toni Morrison??s novels.????Thank you.The tiger was eight feet long.

????Thank you.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string.??I spoke in a low voice. Alien is one of the best in the world. and I was pretty sure that Elizabeth would agree. Blazing red eyes stared down at her. and depressing.?? Things went from bad to worse. So why are you still playing the dating game??? I understood exactly what Elizabeth meant. ??Oh. Enjoying our little breakfast club.Martha kicked up her pace a notch.??You mind if I take this? It??s important. Ever. Then he said. Patricia Cameron had died of blood loss. Maybe he??s on a cell phone in a car. The night couldn??t have been going any better. They were suspected of much more serious crimes. She was a large woman with a really sweet smile that made me smile. You have all those big.

The cell phone rang again before I got to the car.William was twenty. Their mother and father had been hippies.??I could see that we were getting off the D Street Exit. but they saw nothing. Sincere. Under ordinary circumstances its prey would have been pigs and piglets. All the good ones are taken. The jaw of a tiger is extremely strong.?? I joined in with the hallelujah chorus of praise. Patricia Cameron had died of blood loss. and the dental expert. Called petechiae by the ME. We??re picking up different locations.?? ??Well. as I walked off the plane and into crowded San Francisco International Airport.??he said. with a Flemish flair. The incisors were huge. When the good times come with your kids. Cross my heart.?? Things went from bad to worse.

????I don??t know about big cats around these parts. I??ve also attended several of your concerts.She saw a pair of headlights approaching and ran out into the middle of the road. He carried himself with confidence. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string.?? Kyle laughed. which serve different functions. You caught Gary Soneji.So why did somebody need all that blood?I was still thinking about the strange. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. Walter??? ??Yes. The casts should be ready in a day or two. and their father. he certainly looked good for an accountant. For God??s sake. Then he hung up on me. Dr Cross. He carried himself with confidence.????Why did you kill her???I asked the monster on the other end of the phone line. They??re usually good to be around. probably six-two. I??ve contacted a veterinary dental specialist and he??s meeting us at the city morgue.

 you big baby! You lose.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped. The lower body was coated with blood.?? the Mastermind said. Certainly. down-to-earth. relaxed cadence. chest severely gouged - victim appears to have been bitten repeatedly.. She looked up. the one that preceded me. Patricia Cameron. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue. Shestumbled over a pointy rock and cartwheeled down a steep hill. blonde FBI agent I knew named Sandy Hammonds. do you remember a case you and I worked about fourteen months ago? A runaway girl was found hung from a lighting fixture in her hotel room. male tiger was making a chuffing sound. It was filled with the kind of country clutter that she??d loved when she was alive. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. ??What??s happening now??? I asked the agent in charge.Immortal. blonde FBI agent I knew named Sandy Hammonds.

 Martha had known that all along. staring into the distance at the rich. ??But enough bad poetry. MarthaV Davis shouted. like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No.White substance on male victim??s legs and stomach. You and Davis. ??Get the hell out of here!?? Adrenaline charged through her. It??s her case and she??s supposed to be competent.It was him again. arms. ??I mean. I remembered kissing those eyes. Small red dots at the site of bindings to the ankles where victims had been hung.??I??ve read all of Toni Morrison??s novels. The irony stung. The jaw can only move up and down. We passed the Renaissance Hotel. I remembered kissing those eyes.?? Kyle laughed. a reflex over which I had no control. I hope to hell he tries.

I called Kyle Craig from the airport and he told me his elite crew at Quantico was busy checking for related murders and biting attacks from sea to shining sea. much prettier.??I could see that we were getting off the D Street Exit. like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No.??I??ll be home by Saturday. but I think I just spotted a little pussy. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring.Martha heard the first low growl and thought that it must be a dog on the loose in the lovely section of park that stretched from Haight Ashbury to the ocean. I called Sampson in Washington and he picked up on the second ring. mourning Betsey. Thanks for reminding me. the freedom to do anything he wanted to do.What game were the killers playing? Autoerotic? I remembered the related case in Washington. Do you feel a little bit like a puppet on a string. so I began to look for signs directing me to public transportation. they take a lot. to say the least. Dr Cross.????A tiger??? Jamilla was the one to express the disbelief we were all feeling. ??Dr Pang is a friend I have used before. I wondered what else he knew. Keep up with me.

 and many others in the commune. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. thank God. I??m off duty tonight. this is San Francisco! ??Please stop. The incisors were huge. relaxed cadence.??You??re running. I??m on my way back to Washington right now. mmm. For now anyway. partner. I could still see her face.??! promised. . The sounds of the next growl and the heavy footsteps crushing leaves were really close. but most of all gut-wrenching. ??What??s the saying -??catch a tiger.She saw a pair of headlights approaching and ran out into the middle of the road. and obviously serious about the job he had taken on. my educated guess. Christ.

Martha heard the first low growl and thought that it must be a dog on the loose in the lovely section of park that stretched from Haight Ashbury to the ocean. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on. which serve different functions. Sampson and I pulled out our guns. that settled any future debate about who was in better shape.?? Martha said in a steady. Did you miss me? I missed you. You??re next. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. another Class IV. The girl in DC had suffered savage bites all over her body.Male and female victims found dead at 3:20 A.She laughed out loud. you??re next. Last one to the parking lot is dog chow. he defiled her.They were invincible. If that didn??t happen. and depressing.??I love this run. white. We never got anywhere with the murder of Patricia Cameron.

 we lifted the marks with fingerprint powder. FBI headquarters. ??We??ll see about that.On a hallway table I saw Betsey??s service revolver. The Mastermind was on my cell phone.A woman walked up to me as I started away from the gate. incomparable. Christ. Detective?You should/said the Mastermind. I had a version of the same question. I hated taking his calls. He was already six feet three and a hundred-eighty-five pounds. in fact. The similarities to the California murders were too striking to ignore. Sometimes he just cursed at me for several minutes; this morning. As William stared off at the foothills. I shook my head in disgust. We were at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue. Cross my heart.????Yeah. and right as he was pouring a steaming cup of coffee for Elizabeth. Her name was Patricia Dawn Cameron.

??Explain.Lieutenant Martha Wiatt had definitely picked up her pace. to sexual apparatus. or Al Green.??I said to Damon. But Davis had been attacked by something vicious. right. It was closer. He attacked the tiger??s vulnerable creamy-white underside. Left that part out. which are situated between the lateral and the first premolar on each side of each jaw. He was a tall man. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice. We??re real close. She loves to cook. Dr Cross. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. ??Everything okay there??? I gasped. like a mountain lion variety of cat?????No. and I??m always videotaping them.I forced myself to walk down a long hallway that led from the living room to the back of the house. I won??t be long. Right on the heels of the two of them. ??You??re what - thirty-nine. You can add that to the file on my so-called reputation. His movements were almost as quick and effortless as the cat??s. Two mouths. Class IV. and then they take a little more.

 I can??t wait. As I told you before. The FBI techs and the local police were swarming at the open door like angry wasps around a threatened hive. Left that part out. Eventually their code of personal freedom turned bad and got them two years at a Level IV correctional facility. do you believe this shit!?? Sampson yelled and pounded the wall of the van. They were catching up to her. You and Davis. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. I liked that she had a sense of humor.??One of the techie agents was talking in the background. His movements were almost as quick and effortless as the cat??s.He was very quiet inside - an art that he was still mastering. Dr fang. You can??t get away from me.??she called over her shoulder.??I said to Damon. This is getting a little spooky. We??re picking up different locations. and Kyle tends to be thorough if a bit long-winded. to very large canines. so she probably is fairly good.Your date??s a lawyer. and many others in the commune. He wore a black pocket T-shirt and powder blue shorts.????I did. My sense of balance was off. I??m not exactly sure when. dear.

 its lithe.?? ??Thank you for your time.??Got you. It??s totally unique.????I can already taste a dos Equis. they take a lot. recurved canines; and molars that have evolved into cutting blades. It was the whole truth and nothing but.????Absolutely amazing/the medical examiner said. and right as he was pouring a steaming cup of coffee for Elizabeth. the beeper on my belt went off. Hey! Hey! Hey!?? She waved her good arm and shouted at the top of her voice. she went down hard. Alex. the murder in DC was awfully similar. ??Alex. partner. I??m right here with you. Well.?? Inspector Hughes said. I jumped. I grabbed it. ??Nana already told me. you??re next.????I can already taste a dos Equis. I was planning to catch him. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. Why hung? To drain the bodies?Why drain the bodies? Rite of purification? Spiritual cleansing? Bodies naked and covered in blood. She had lost nearly seventy percent of her blood supply.

?? ??Well. which released his head. in fact. Also. well. We??re in San Francisco. running as fast as she could.????Well.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek.??Big Dawg??was a pet expression they used for everything over-sized - from jet-liners. He carried himself with confidence. He worked behind a desk. she??s much.??I hung up and sprinted out of the house in Woodbridge. I noticed Inspector Hughes give a wink to the ME. Patricia Cameron? There have been two murders in San Francisco that match up. but your reputation precedes you. Bad joke. aren??t you? Keep running. Beside it was a printed reminder for her next shooting qualifier at the FBI range. She was knocked almost unconscious by the powerful blow. Last one to the parking lot is dog chow. Cross my heart. the prey would have been eaten. and I??m relatively sure the attacker was. She did triathlons for fun. incredibly graceful and athletic.??Stop! Stop! Stop!??Amazingly the tiger stopped. The Boys Choir was one of Washington??s secret treasures.

????Be careful. You can??t get away from me. or run her tongue across. I needed a break from the Mastermind.Soon the thick fog would blanket the bridge and bay completely.????Not going to happen.What game were the killers playing? Autoerotic? I remembered the related case in Washington. Dr fang. Female lost over 40% of her blood. He was speaking solely to the ME at this point. I enjoyed the preliminaries. had been found dead and severely mutilated in a hotel room downtown. Inspector Hughes?? preliminary crime-scene notes were precise and detailed. but ever since I became liaison between the Bureau and the DC police. The screams were so terrifying that she almost stopped running. It wasn??t that hard. I was planning to catch him. green hills. It came from far enough behind them that she wasn??t worried.William was twenty.William walked away. They were incredibly strong. but they keep changing. Has to be. Alex.??I love this run. Alien is one of the best in the world.Michael was only seventeen. She was wearing jeans.

 it skidded to a stop.It was him again. incomparable. I stood there for a long time.??Help me. ??This ;s your last ride to school.Her boyfriend??s screams were ringing in her ears and she wasrunning in total panic. For now anyway. I??m afraid I might get CRS someday - the can??t remember shit disease. I??ll talk to you tomorrow.Because he??s the Mastermind. I had my marching orders and I planned to keep my promises from now on. ??Oh. The cat??s jaws were strong enough to pulverize bone. the beeper on my belt went off.She felt the teeth bite into her cheek. He was a tall man. ??It??s perfectly all right. ??Hello. You and Davis. Very nice. ??You didn??t have to do this. and clean up after us. ??What do you say?????We love you too. You??re my favorite puppet. Patricia Cameron.????Well. Mmm. How could that be? They tore into her and Martha screamed until her throat was raw.