I took a sip of my drink and begins to scroll through the pages of my dossier, while he spoke.
"The first can be considered an error, a mistake nearly. The killer is invoked by the desire without even realizing it and without being able to control it. The second murder can trigger in him a power to repeat the action, the modus operandi begins to assume a shape more sharp, and the act can lead to a pleasure so extreme as to push it to the repeat. With the third wins officially the appointment of a serial killer. And from the fourth onwards, it was all a becoming".
Only at that point, Davil Crain is distanziò from the castle of books behind her. Came up to us again. "Here we count one, according to what we know. No , there is no reason to believe that there have been others before. It might be even an accident".
"Already. Ricin in his energy drink, absolutely an accident".
The sarcasm was sharp between my lips, and when I looked up to fight him, after having closed the report in front of me. "This case has all the basics to be the first of many. There is accuracy, studio, cleaning. No incident is so devoid of clues."
"This is an excellent assumption, miss Westwood," said the professor, Davil nodded at his side. "For now, though, has reason to dr.
Crain. It is better not to discard any hypothesis".
"We will have need of the other victims, is it not so?" I asked him then, realizing only later that the effect those words had on my classmates.
"To define a serial killer, yes." It was Davil to speak.
"No, I intend to find it". I was shocked by the silence that came to and I realized I was exposed too, has been allowed to prevail, that side of me that liked the things, the details, the macabre, to the mysteries; that side of me
that no longer felt bad as all the others. The Kerys that had remained locked in the underworld, and that instead of looking for a glimmer of light, he was learning to look at in the dark.
"It is not a necessary factor". Davil cleared her throat, and she unbuttoned the Barbour absently, revealing little of the vest in cashmere below. "If we can find something, any clue, in addition to what has already been collected, we will not need any other crime scene, and no psychiatric report. If we could stop it before another victim, there will be no modus operandi".
"And, you will save a few years in prison, and then maybe go out again, fantastic." For the first time since I had arrived, even as the River gave voice to his thoughts.
"Right," he added Peachlyn taking the word. "Then why don't we leave the way open for committing some of the other murder, so we will be sure that you beccherà old enough for all his life?! Always provided that we manage to discover who it is and find enough evidence to build a case!" The irony was palpable.
Nor Davil nor the professor were shaken by those interventions, or if they were not gave to the see, on the contrary, seemed to support them. The comparison between us had to be an integral part of the work.
"Well," quipped Bonavick, taking the situation in hand. "You can compare your points of view very soon. But dr. Crain
has an appointment at short notice to withdraw one important thing at the police station. Let's see... miss Westwood, mr. Donovan, I
would go with him?"
My eyebrows rose and all of a sudden and everyone's eyes were focused on me, and from the River, which remained as indifferent. "How?"
I then asked.
"To turn all of you will have the opportunity to visit the centre and see how they work for the detective, as future criminologhi you should find it interesting. Has something to say about that?"
My gaze turned in the automatic Hewitt and then to the rest of my companions. Impossible for the professor Bonavick did not know that I had spent a large part of the summer. Maybe he wanted a proof of the fact that I
too traumatized to take part in the training?
It was even impossible not to be familiar with the scandal that had declared my hatred towards the River, and I was wondering if there the same