The digital pointer on-screen was not the usual black arrow. It was an actual image of a Colt .45 ACP Officer"s Model pistol. Rapier knew it was Payne"s favorite sidearm.
"I thought you"d like it, Marshal. Changing the cursor image was easy enough. This next part took a little work."
All the underlined words in the case file were hyperlinks that allowed a system user to access additional information on the case.
Corporal Rapier moved the Colt pistol over the underlined SNU 2010- 56-9326. When he clicked on it, three things happened in rapid succession. First, the sound of a pistol firing emanated from the speakers. Second, a puff of smoke appeared and disappeared from the muzzle of the pistol cursor. And, third, a box popped up that was headlined "Suspect Name Unknown #2010-56-9326." It held digitized images of fingerprints that had been lifted from Reggie Jones.
Now Harris laughed out loud. "That"s great!"
Payne looked at Rapier and said, "Have a little extra time on your hands lately, Corporal?"
Rapier looked back, appearing a little embarra.s.sed, and shrugged. "Didn"t take that long. You don"t like it?"
"No, I think it"s great, too, Kerry."
Payne returned his attention to the big monitor, and Rapier moved the cursor to the underlined SNU 2010-56-9327. After another click of the cursor, complete with "firing pistol" effects, a second box popped up with digitized images of fingerprints, this one headlined "Suspect Name Unknown #2010-56-9327." As in the previous box, there was a hyperlink-REGINALD "REGGIE" JONES CASE NO.: 2010-81-039613-POP-N-DROP-referencing back to Reggie Jones"s master case file. That meant, at least for the moment, that the two sets of fingerprints were a.s.sociated with only a single crime-his murder.
"Well, the good news is that both doers left really clear prints, even if they"re far from a full set," Payne said. "IAFIS should have no trouble with them."
"a.s.suming there"s a match on file," Harris said.
Payne grunted. He knew that had been the problem with the first five pop-and-drops. When they ran the prints though IAFIS, nothing came back. It was possible-though hard to fathom, Payne thought, considering the shooter had killed five people-that the doer had never been fingerprinted.
"Well, we should know in a couple hours," Payne said.
He turned to Rapier and said, "Let"s see what we"ve got on Gartner." He looked at the second bank of monitors. "Looks like lucky number thirteen."
Kerry Rapier worked his control panel, and the image from TV monitor number thirteen replaced the main screen"s image of Reggie Jones. It was somewhat similar to Jones"s-a brightly lit shot of the sidewalk outside Francis Fuller"s office building in Old City.
But this image from the medical examiner"s video recording showed two bloodied bodies, with the smaller of the two slightly grayed-out and blurred so it was instantly clear which of the dead was Gartner.
The bottom right-hand corner ID stamp was also slightly different: Richard Saunders Holdings/Lex Talionis Third & Arch 2301 hours, 31 Oct Payne, Harris, and Rapier read the text box that next appeared: Name: Daniel O. "Danny" GARTNER Daniel O. "Danny" GARTNERDescription: White male, age 55, 5"9", 160 lbs. White male, age 55, 5"9", 160 lbs.L.K.A.: 1834 1834 Callowhill St, Phila. Callowhill St, Phila. and 1014 and 1014 Hall St, Phila. Hall St, Phila.Prior Arrests: None. None.Call Received: 31 Oct, 2202 hours. 31 Oct, 2202 hours.Cause of Death: GUNSHOT GUNSHOT and/or and/or SUFFOCATION SUFFOCATION.Case No.: 2010-81-039612- 2010-81-039612-POP-N-DROPNotes: SNU 2010-56-9280 SNU 2010-56-9280 Gartner was a criminal defense lawyer. Found dead with a client, one Gartner was a criminal defense lawyer. Found dead with a client, one John "JC" NGUYEN Case No.: 2010- 81-039611-Pop-n-Drop. Large-bore gunshot to head. clear packing tape wrapped around head, John "JC" NGUYEN Case No.: 2010- 81-039611-Pop-n-Drop. Large-bore gunshot to head. clear packing tape wrapped around head, covering mouth and nose. covering mouth and nose. Garbage bag over head Garbage bag over head sealed with packing tape. Packing tape also sealed with packing tape. Packing tape also bound wrists and ankles. bound wrists and ankles. One (1) spent One (1) spent sh.e.l.l casing Glock .45 caliber found in sh.e.l.l casing Glock .45 caliber found in alleyway behind Gartner"s law office. Also recovered from inside law office were zipper-top bags, one containing alleyway behind Gartner"s law office. Also recovered from inside law office were zipper-top bags, one containing cocaine cocaine and one with 53 tablets of and one with 53 tablets of Rohypnol Rohypnol. And a large volume (possibly in excess of a gallon) of urine urine, source unknown, poured around office. Body transported to Lex Talionis Lex Talionis, Old City.
"Well, no surprise there," Matt Payne said.
"Why"s that, Matt?" Harris asked.
"Kerry, go ahead and click on his SNU. I think I know where this is going."
The Colt pistol pointer fired and smoked over the hyperlink. A box headlined "Suspect Name Unknown #2010-56-9280" popped up. It had seven different sets of fingerprints, some with two or three fingers, one with only a finger and thumb. And it had seven case file hyperlinks: Daniel O. "Danny" GARTNER Case No.: 2010-81-039612-Pop-n-Drop John "JC" NGUYEN Case No.: 2010-81-039611-Pop-n-Drop Jerome WHITEN Case No.: 2010-81-039605-Pop-n-Drop Dion THOMPSON Case No.: 2010-81-039598-Pop-n-Drop Jason "Whitey" WALSH Case No.: 2010-81-039593-Pop-n-Drop Jamaal ROSS Case No.: 2010-81-039589-Pop-n-Drop Juan RIVERA Case No.: 2010-81-039582-Pop-n-Drop "Holy s.h.i.t!" Tony Harris said. "The prints are from the same doer."
"Yeah," Payne said, his tone frustrated. "I thought I recognized that SNU number when I saw it."
"And not a single hit with IAFIS?"
"Nope, not one," Payne said. "The problem is all we get with this guy"s fingerprints is more of his fingerprints. He makes no effort to cover his tracks. It"s incredible."
"And p.i.s.s," Corporal Kerry Rapier said. "Don"t forget the p.i.s.s."
"Right," Payne said. "And the useless p.i.s.s."
Payne looked at the list.
"I can d.a.m.n near recite from memory everything about those first five, mostly because what little we have on them is pretty much the same. Starting with, of course, whoever the h.e.l.l shot them. All male fugitives-three black, one white, and one Hispanic, an illegal alien-with a history of s.e.x crimes against women or children. All shot either in the head or chest at point-blank range. The only autopsy results we have so far are from them. Rivera"-he gestured at the second bank of monitors-"there on number sixteen, had two full-metal-jacket 9-millimeter rounds in his chest. Whitey Walsh, on number fifteen, the lone white guy, must have had one h.e.l.luva hard head, because somehow a jacketed hollow-point .45-caliber round went in at the base of his skull and stayed there after scrambling his brains."
"Jesus!" Harris said. "That"s the kind of thing that generally happens only with a .22-caliber round."
"Yeah," Payne said. "Which suggests that maybe-just maybe-our doer is loading his own ammo and making light loads for his targeted killings. Or just a bad round. Either way, shot from a Glock. Ballistics, of course, caught the unique scoring made by the rifling in Glock barrels."
Harris nodded. "There was that Glock .45-cal sh.e.l.l casing behind Gartner"s office. It"d be a long shot, but wouldn"t surprise me to hear the doer"s prints also came off that bra.s.s."
"Yeah," Payne said, nodding thoughtfully. Then he went on: "And get this: The autopsies also found that all five had STDs."
"How nice," Harris said dryly. "The gift that keeps on giving. Especially when you rape someone. d.a.m.ned animals."
Payne said: "Which I"ve come to learn is not that unusual, particularly in certain circles."
Rapier offered, "The stats are that one out of five people over age twelve in America has herpes."
Harris shook his head. "Unbelievable."
"One in five over twelve?" Payne repeated. "That"ll put the fear of G.o.d in you. How"d you become such an expert on the subject, Kerry?"
"You know what they say: "Forewarned is forearmed,"" Rapier replied mock-formally. Then he smiled and lightly added: "If I were you, Marshal, I wouldn"t worry much about those odds."
Payne and Harris exchanged glances, then Payne looked at Rapier. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Okay, I"ll bite. Why shouldn"t I worry?"
"Well, normally I would counsel caution, faithful use of condoms and all." He paused. "But I"m almost certain you can"t get STDs from your palm."
Harris burst out laughing.
"This one?" Sergeant Matt Payne asked innocently, showing Corporal Kerry Rapier his right palm. Then Payne immediately turned it and folded all but the middle finger.
"That"s what I think of your counsel, Corporal."
Both exchanged grins.
"And the other thing they all had in common," Payne continued, "is the Wanted sheet. They were all printed on the same paper stock. Same bond. Same whiteness factor-or lack thereof. Really cheap paper, almost gray. Wanted sheets for everyone but Gartner and Nguyen." He motioned at the main bank of monitors. "Kerry, can you punch up Nguyen"s?"
The Colt pistol pointer floated over John "JC" NGUYEN Case No.: 2010- 81-039611 -Pop-n-Drop. John "JC" NGUYEN Case No.: 2010- 81-039611 -Pop-n-Drop. The pistol fired and smoked, and the image from monitor number fourteen appeared in place of Gartner"s. The time-stamp ID was identical, and the paused image was almost so, the only difference being that in this image it was Gartner"s body that was grayed out. The pistol fired and smoked, and the image from monitor number fourteen appeared in place of Gartner"s. The time-stamp ID was identical, and the paused image was almost so, the only difference being that in this image it was Gartner"s body that was grayed out.
They read the text: Name: John "JC" NGUYEN John "JC" NGUYENDescription: Asian male, age 25, 5"2", 110 lbs. Asian male, age 25, 5"2", 110 lbs.L.K.A.: 1405 1405 S. Colorado Street, S. Colorado Street, South Philly. South Philly.Prior Arrests: 14 total: possession of 14 total: possession of marijuana marijuana (10); possession with intent to distribute (10); possession with intent to distribute Methamphetamine Methamphetamine (2); possession with intent to distribute (2); possession with intent to distribute gamma hydroxybutyric (GHB) gamma hydroxybutyric (GHB) (1); (1); Involuntary deviant s.e.xual intercourse & rape of an unconscious or unaware person Involuntary deviant s.e.xual intercourse & rape of an unconscious or unaware person (1). (1). On Probation for GHB distribution. On Probation for GHB distribution. s.e.x crime charges dismissed due to technicality: s.e.x crime charges dismissed due to technicality: broken evidence chain of custody. broken evidence chain of custody. Outstanding Outstanding bench warrant bench warrant for failure to appear in Munic.i.p.al Court on two counts of intent to deliver a controlled substance. for failure to appear in Munic.i.p.al Court on two counts of intent to deliver a controlled substance.
Call Received: 31 Oct, 2202 hours. 31 Oct, 2202 hours.Cause of Death: GUNSHOT GUNSHOT and/or and/or SUFFOCATION SUFFOCATION.Case No.: 2010-81-039611-POP-N-DROP 2010-81-039611-POP-N-DROPNotes: SNU 2010-56-9280 Found dead with his criminal defense lawyer, SNU 2010-56-9280 Found dead with his criminal defense lawyer, Daniel O. "Danny" GARTNER Case No.: 2010-81-039612-POP-N-DROP. Large-bore gunshot to head. Clear packing tape wrapped around head Daniel O. "Danny" GARTNER Case No.: 2010-81-039612-POP-N-DROP. Large-bore gunshot to head. Clear packing tape wrapped around head, covering mouth and nose. Garbage bag over head Garbage bag over head, sealed with packing tape. Packing tape also bound wrists and ankles Packing tape also bound wrists and ankles. One (1) spent sh.e.l.l casing Glock .45 caliber sh.e.l.l casing Glock .45 caliber found in alleyway behind law office of Gartner. Also recovered from inside law office were zipper-top bags, one containing cocaine and one with 53 tablets of found in alleyway behind law office of Gartner. Also recovered from inside law office were zipper-top bags, one containing cocaine and one with 53 tablets of Rohypnol Rohypnol. And a large volume (possibly in excess of a gallon) of urine urine, source unknown, poured around office. Body transported to Lex Talionis Lex Talionis, Old City.
"So," Payne said after studying the information for a moment, "with the exception of Gartner, all the dead have a s.e.x-crime component. And the exception to that being that Gartner got his client off on a technicality. Ergo, our doer"-he looked at the text box and read aloud from it-""SNU 2010-56-9280," whose prints are linked to seven of the eight pop-anddrops-"
"Make that nine," Kerry Rapier interrupted, pointing to the third bank of monitors. "Here comes Xpress on number twenty-six."
He manipulated the console panel, and the video feed from the department"s CCTV camera at Eighth and Arch in Old City appeared on the main bank. It showed a small red pickup packed with teenagers pulling up in front of Francis Fuller"s office building-and being immediately surrounded, first by plainclothed policemen, then by uniforms.
Using the control panel"s joystick, Rapier first panned the scene, then zoomed in to look inside the open back of the pickup. After a couple teenagers hopped out, the camera had a clear view of a motionless, bloodied black male lying there.
"This would appear to be one Xavier "Xpress" Smith," Rapier said. "I pulled his sheet earlier."
"Who doesn"t really count in our manhunt of the pop-and-drop doer," Payne said. "Miracle of miracles, we"re right now looking at the guys-these street-justice vigilantes-who popped Smith. Wish our other doer was so d.a.m.n easily collared."
Rapier said, "His rap sheet shows twenty-two cases of petty robbery, possession of stolen goods, and possession of and intent to deliver crystal meth."
"To which," Payne said, "we can add a charge of murder. At least according to Javier Iglesia. a.s.suming, of course, Xpress himself is not dead. He"s not moving at all in the back of that truck."
They watched the CCTV feed as the uniforms began handcuffing the very unhappy teenagers.
After a moment, Payne said, "Getting back to what I was saying about our SNU whose prints are linked to seven of our eight"-he exchanged glances with Rapier-"our nine nine pop-and-drops, the doer is targeting criminals with a history of s.e.x crimes against women and children." He looked at Harris. "Ergo, Plan A, the obvious thing to do would be to list every critter fitting that profile, then have their Last Known Address immediately put under surveillance." pop-and-drops, the doer is targeting criminals with a history of s.e.x crimes against women and children." He looked at Harris. "Ergo, Plan A, the obvious thing to do would be to list every critter fitting that profile, then have their Last Known Address immediately put under surveillance."
Kerry Rapier offered, "I can generate a report listing them."
Harris looked at him, then at Payne, and said, "Then just wait for the doer, or doers, to show up? That"s not going to work. I mean, at least logistically."
Payne nodded. "I know, I know. If even one percent of the city"s fifty thousand fugitives were s.e.x offenders, that"d mean we"d need five hundred guys on the street to stand watch. And that"s for just one shift. It"d take fifteen hundred to go round the clock. And then there"s the Megan"s Law offenders."
Harris shook his head. "No way we could get that kind of manpower. We may as well put in a request for a magic wand to wave."
Payne sighed audibly. He said, "So, Plan B."
"Which is?"
"What they say to do when nothing goes right."
Harris shook his head.
""Go left.""
Harris looked at him a long moment, then said, "Back to square one."
Payne nodded. "And looking under the rock under the rock."
VII.
[ONE].
2408 N. Mutter Street, Philadelphia Sunday, November 1, 4:08 P.M.
Driving up North Mutter Street, a narrow one-way lane that ran through Kensington, Will Curtis thought that this G.o.dforsaken section of Philadelphia looked not only like time had forgotten it, but also like it had suffered curses worse than all the biblical plagues combined.
Lice, disease, death of firstborn, hail and fire . . . h.e.l.l, it"s all here and more.
Finding the row house at 2408 had been no problem whatsoever.
It"s the only d.a.m.n house standing in the entire 2400 block!
Curtis b.u.mped the tires of the rented white Ford Freestar over the curb. He stopped the minivan opposite the house where a set of marble steps was all that remained of one row house, and threw the gearshift into park.
He was still sweating profusely despite having had the windows down to let the chilly November air flow inside. He dropped his head back against the top of the seat and let out a long sigh.
Never thought I"d get here.
He was only a little more than three miles from the Mays row house on Wilder Street. But after leaving the Mays house, he had barely made it six blocks down d.i.c.kinson Street before his stomach had twisted into a nasty knot.
Curtis wasn"t sure if the cause of his distress was the chemotherapy treatments for his prostate cancer or his confrontation with Kendrik Mays. Or both.
While the physical exertion of tracking down the b.a.s.t.a.r.d in that bas.e.m.e.nt had worn him out, the mental aspects had taken a genuine toll on him, too. He"d been deeply disturbed by the filthy living conditions and by seeing that poor teenage girl being held captive in the bas.e.m.e.nt and s.e.xually abused.
Which of course had made him think of Wendy, and her being bound and attacked by that pervert John "JC" Nguyen.
Who now will never harm another.
He and Mays and all the others are in that corner of h.e.l.l reserved for such miserable sc.u.m.
What had not bothered Will Curtis-either mentally or physically-was the actual killing of Kendrik. He"d found that shooting vile perverts troubled him less and less each time. Especially when he saw that eliminating them forever freed others-such as the young girl and Shauna Mays-from their awful abuse.
Whatever the cause of Curtis"s distress, it was the effect that he was more concerned about right now.
And if he didn"t do something fast, it was going to get ugly.
Speeding down d.i.c.kinson, he desperately looked for someplace that was open on a Sunday morning and would have a toilet he could use.
But in this residential stretch of d.i.c.kinson, there was no gas station, no fast-food restaurant.
Nothing!
He"d just about decided that he would have to take a chance and knock on the door of a random house when he saw something a block up on the right: a big red church.
Thank G.o.d!
Literally . . .
The church-he couldn"t readily tell which denomination it was-had no parking lot, and there were no s.p.a.ces along the curb available, so he nosed the minivan up on a basketball court at the rear of the building.
And then he awkwardly bolted for the church door with signage reading BANQUET ROOM. He pa.s.sed a few parishioners, but no one appeared to give him a second thought.
He found two restrooms in the corner just inside that door.
Thank G.o.d, he thought again. he thought again.
As he was leaving thirty minutes later, he saw a small crucifix and a collection jar by the door he"d come in. He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his wad of cash, then put a twenty-dollar bill in the jar and crossed himself.