Behind Stanton’s dark skin, a flush rises. "Klempner, I know I’m repeating myself, but once more, no one believes or suspects that you had any involvement with these murders. The reason I bring the subject up is that you had… have… access to information and lines of communication that I don’t. You can talk to people that the police can’t. Or to be precise, you can talk to them and get an answer.”
Klempner ponders, gives a small nod of agreement. “Probably. So?”
“So… Our killer is targeting s*x workers, girls working the streets…” Stanton’s expression turns intense… “Any woman fitting his profile is in grave and immediate danger. There are lines of enquiry we want to follow. Questions we have to ask if we're going to track down this maniac before any more women fall victim to him. But the
