“Christ,” Kat exclaims.
“Ten victims,” I repeat with dread. “Elise was his tenth murder.” Standing in the spot where my friend’s body was found, I’m fighting an overwhelming feeling of nausea.
“This means he came back here,” Kat says quickly. “He’s typical. He’s not smart. Coming back to the scene of the crime is a pattern of psychopath behavior.”
Even if I didn’t already know Kat is watching too many tv crime shows, I’m aware the stereotype is true based on my own research. I take a picture of the writing on the wall, as does Kat.
“I’m sending this to Detective Chen.”
“Did he do this at any of the other crime scenes?”
“I don’t know. Not that I saw in th...

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