Seeking Evil (Looking Into The Mind Of A Killer Series) by Mary Eason Page B

he wasn ’ t prepared to share it with her . “ I don ’ t know what you want me to say. If Aaron didn ’ t want you to know what was going on in his life then what makes you think I can shed light on it ?”
    “ John, dammit, you owe me. ”
    He got to his feet. “ Read the files , Anna. I ’ ve got work to do myself. ”
    He turned and left her staring after him, more frustrated than ever before.
    * * * * *
    Anna had been at i t for hours without any luck. By early afternoon, she abandoned the files altogether. She'd managed only a barebones profile worked out of the killer. Not much to go on.
    “ Want some lunch? ” John appeared in the doorway as if he ’ d known what she was thinking.
    She accept ed his peace offering. “ Yes, but I need to stretch my legs more. It looks like a beautiful day out there. Can we walk? I know Gemma ’ s sick of being cooped up. ”
    He hesitated then nodded. “ Sure, I don ’ t see why not. This place is secure enough. ” John reached for his weapon and followed Anna out the door.
    The s cent of the ocean reminded her of the house she’ d left behind. While she pretended to enjoy her new life in Florida , in truth, the house wasn ’ t a home. It was just somewhere to hide from the world .
    Anna and John walked in silence for a while, until the waters of the ocean came into view.
    “Do you come here often? ” Anna wasn ’ t ready to discuss the case yet. John understood that need.
    “ Yes, well, as often as I can , that is. A couple of times a year . It helps clear the images away. ”
    She nodded. Of all people, she could relate. “ Aaron told me you inherited the place from your dad. ”
    He smiled at that. “ That ’ s right. It ’ s about the only thing my dad ever did right , well, except for the truck . ”
    A aron had told her once that John and his dad had never really got ten along. He ’ d deserted his son and wife when John was a teenager and had drifted from one crazy get - rich scheme to another. She wondered why John still held onto the truck and house.
    “ Did Aaron ever come here with you ? ” Anna didn't know why she insisted on opening that sore. Aaron might be the one thing Anna and John truly had in common, still, it was not a good subject considering the night they’ d spent together.
    “ No. Aaron wasn ’ t really into fishing and I can ’ t picture him here. Can you? ”
    That made her smile. She couldn't either. Aaron was smart. An intellectual. Roughing it wouldn ’ t compute for him. “ No, not really. ”
    She cleared her throat. She was ready to talk about the case.
    “ You ’ re looking for a while male, forty to fifty in age. He ’ s got a deep seated connection to each of the victims. Or at least he believes he has a deep connection. The number of stab wounds seems to indicate rage, but I believe it ’ s more than rage. I think he ’ s extremely frustrated. He ’ s looking for something or likely someone. Each new victim has been a disappointment. He hasn ’ t found what he ’ s looking for yet. John, this is personal for him. Very personal. The last note he sent to me indicates he believes there ’ s a romantic connection of some kind between us. Obviously, it has something to do with the transplants. I can only assume he relates to this in some way . Perhaps he ’ s lost someone in such a manner. He ’ s no doubt from the area, since all of the victims have been from this region. Do you have the transplant records yet? ”
    “ No. We ’ re still working the legal side of it. There ’ s a certain belief of anonymity expected by the transplant donor ’ s family. One that requires a judge ’ s ruling. ”
    “ That won ’ t be easy. ”
    “ No. You know we ’ ll be getting yours as well, don ’ t you? ”
    She did know. She would have expected no less. “ Yes. I can give you my consent if it will make it easier for you? ”
    “ It can ’ t hurt. Unfortunately, the donor ’ s family will be the main issue