Yeah, I was pretty sure that I did.
Chapter 54
THERE WAS NO NEW PART for DCAK to play today, no gruesome murder planned. So the killer was just being himself. He decided to go online again before dinner, couldn’t resist hearing about himself. And he wasn’t disappointed.
The message boards on the Internet were full of chatter about DCAK! True, much of it was tabloid or fantasy stuff, but that didn’t matter. The point was, they were talking.
SerialTimes didn’t have anything new. Neither did Sicknet or SKcentral. That made sense. His fans were waiting for his next move.
Finally he clicked into a couple of the chats. It was good to be among “his people” at the end of a long day. He even used a first name here, as a “gift” to them. Not that anyone would know that he did, but the contact felt more personal. Besides, he was into dropping clues.
In his honor, of course.
AARON_AARON: What’s up, DCAK lovers?
GINSOAKED: Copycat, duh. Where you been?
AARON_AARON: No shit, duh. What else? Anybody? Anything?
REDRUM5: Been quiet. Busy weekend. He deserves some rest, right? Any day now, bet. Watch his smoke!!!!
DCAK-FAN: How do you know so much?
REDRUM5: I don’t. Just a theory of mine. Just my opinion. Okay with you?
AARON_AARON: Maybe he’s been busy already today.
DCAK-FAN: Busy, like what?
The killer sipped the white wine he’d poured for himself, a nice chardonnay. He deserved it. He didn’t like to brag, but then again, that’s not what this was. More like stepping into the light. Or having a curtain call after a brilliant performance.
AARON_AARON: Okay, what if he copycatted himself? Think about it for a sec.
GINSOAKED: You mean, like, he did the parkway and FedExField and then said he didn’t do it?
AARON_AARON: Yeah, exactly. What if?
GINSOAKED: Freakin’ brill.
ADAMEVE: I’m all over that too.
REDRUM5: No way. Did you read the public file? Any of you?
AARON_AARON: So what? I wouldn’t put it past him. This dude is a total master mindfucker. I’m sure we won’t be able to guess what’s coming next. Hey, by the way, what does everybody think about that dude Kyle Craig getting out of stir early?
DCAK-FAN: K.C. is so yesterday, man. Who cares?
The killer looked up from his computer. He was being summoned.
“Dinner’s ready! Come and get it or I’ll throw it away.”
Chapter 55
THE PRESS CONFERENCE SCHEDULED for this afternoon was Bree’s first as lead investigator on a murder case anywhere near this size. She’d spoken with reporters plenty of times, just not a room filled with every media type in the city and several national outlets too—which was what we were expecting today. At least that.
“Will you go up there with me?” she asked. We were working over the prepared statement in her office. “The press knows you, and the public has seen you before. I think it’ll send the right signal to keep things a little calmer.”
I looked up from the draft in front of me. “Yeah, sure. If that’s what you want.”