Hank took a step back and glanced over the body once more. He felt the anger building up inside him as he contemplated the sheer waste of life that lay on the floor in front of him. Who was this man? What was he capable of? And of course, what was he leaving behind? Who could do such a thing? And for what? A little fun? His absolute disgust only strengthened his desire and determination to catch whoever was responsible for such c*****e. He looked over towards Sam who, for some reason, had an entirely different look on his face. He wasn’t looking angry at all, in fact, he had a rather pleased look about him. Just as he was about to question his partner he heard the voice from behind him.
"Good afternoon detectives. So, what have you got for me this time?" Hank looked over his sho
