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"Could you also get a check done on a Ben Wilson? He’s a black ho es the Nonpareil stripper business As far as I can see, he’s the only real link between the two ed lanes and headed over to South Yarra and the address Jack had given me - which just happened to be in the heart of trendy Chapel Street

Obviously, whoever was killing off these people had a taste for power and h that exhibitionisest soer of public sexual acts - and the high such risks gave - was not the sole province of weres, eres were certainly willing to take it further thannear the shoe shop in Chapel Street, so I parked in nearby Garden Street And n was visible through the front , just in case the parking inspectors got a little trigger-happy with their ticket machines

I pocketed my keys and headed back to Chapel Street The shoe shop was easy enough to spot - it was the one with the cop cars out front and the black plastic sheeting over the s

Kade was nowhere to be seen, so I ducked under the tape, showed e to the patrol cop, and headed in And discovered Chapel Street shoe shops weren’t like ordinary shoe shops For a start, the shoes ell spaced rather than crahts over the display racks, high-back couy in the front

His thick thatch of red hair was the first thing I noticed He was leaning over a waist-high shoe display, his butt facing the , ar down the back of the metal stand, with pretty-colored stilettos and boots scattered all around his feet

"Puts a new spin on eye-catchingdisplays, doesn’t it?" Cole said, stripping off bloodied gloves as he stepped out of the

I frowned at hiot a little heavy-handed with the scratches this time" He nodded toward the victis"

"What type of scratches?"

"A cat of so?"

"Twice the size of a regular cat, at least"

"So are we looking for soer?"

"Soer, at least"

I stepped closer Theof blood perfumed the air, as did the scents of sweat and sex But underneath those were notes of jase The same scents that had been evident in Gerard Jaaze ran fros There were scratches scattered across his pale flesh - big, thick, ugly scratches that had taken more than a little skin with them

"It can’t be the sa around at Cole "This one has massive paws"

"I think it is, but I won’t know that until I do some DNA tests"

I raised my eyebrows "You found more than the victim’s DNA this ti the saliva found on James’s cock will match that found on this man"

"And that’s the only DNA of our mysterious lady friend that you’ve found?"

"Nope And it appears our murderess is in heat"

That raisedher mates? That’s more a spider habit than cat, isn’t it?"

He smiled It was a nice smile, a smile that lit up his whole face "Maybe they really disappointed her"