~Dylan~
Six feet, one hundred and seventy pounds and well built. Most of my intuition of the killer’s build have been fortified by the information that Aiden and I had gotten from the spycam at Brenna's apartment. However, the facial featured had been too blurred to make anything of it and running it through the fed database wouldn’t yield anything until and unless we can get hold of some definitive features. This is such a bust, f**k. Slamming the file shut, Aiden and I, try to relax. Maybe getting a facial reconstruction or some sketch artists to guess the facial features will help because at this point we cannot risk another girl dying. This is so unfair, that a f*****g killer is intelligent enough to elude the feds and every other law enforcement
for as long as he has.
“Okay
