I did not take my eyes off the photos in front of me. In another life, before I became a homicide detective I would have been slightly grossed out by them. I thought I had seen it all in the almost 5 years that I spent with NYPD. But after almost an hour of looking at the same photos, the only thig I knew for sure was that I was dealing with one sick bastard. But only made my job harder. There would be a lot of people who could have the profile of a sick bastard. I needed to see more evidence. Proplem was, all the evidence I front of me is the only evidence we had. Which told me that we were dealing with a professional. He probably knew about law enforcement.
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