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her name and address. It was an address in Jersey City. He put the photo down and looked at Gregory. The man had yet to tell him anything all that helpful , but Myles thought the best was yet to come.
    “You want to tell me what it is you’re hoping I’ll guess? I’ve got a few murders to solve and so far , all you’ve told me is that you have a crime similar to mine that happened a long time ago.” Myles watched as he pulled out another envelope from the other side of his jacket. “What’s this? More ancient pictures?”
    The first picture sent a wave of cold air over his body. It was another bar, more dead people , and more blood. These pictures were in color. While Myles looked these over , Gregory stacked the first set of pictures up and told him about this set.
    “Those were taken five years later. There were two more like this between the first and those , but the pictures were ruined during a fire in the basement of the station. I heard that the bodies were the same, three men and a woman. Same as the one you have in your hand. I got another two envelopes of picture if you need to see them , but you’ll pretty much see the same thing. Blood, bodies , and three men and one single woman.” He put the first pictures back into his pocket. “That is the girl who called it in.”
    It was the same girl. Her hair was different, lighter than in the first one of her , and in this one he could see that her eyes were a deep brown. He flipped the picture over. The name was the same too.
    “This one says she lives in Hudson district. That’s about two hundred miles away. How did you get to be on both crime scenes?” Myles kept staring at the girl so it took him a few minutes to realize that Gregory hadn’t answered. “You’ve been gathering this information since then, haven’t you?”
    “Yes. After the second killing , I started keeping my own notes and files. It wasn’t as hard back then, just ask the clerk at the print job to make you another set. And the newspaper didn’t care if I slipped them a few bucks to have anything extra they might have taken.” He took out a larger envelope , this time from the back of his jacket. “Those are my notes and anything else I have. I got more in my hotel room here.”
    “Why?” Myles was going to take it all. If even half of what he was seeing in these pictures were true , then he wanted it all. “And what is the connection to all these deaths other than the girl? Why is she killing them?”
    Gregory laughed. “Took me nearly five years to realize she was the killer. She had me fooled with the hair changes. And I suppose the way she didn’t age nary a bit.” He dumped the last pictures, these glossy color eight - by - tens. “She called in that one about a month ago. I was visiting a friend or I might have missed it. An old buddy of mine called me and told me about it.”
    The pictures could have been duplicate s of the scene from all the others. And the blood and gore seemed to be more…well, simply more. He looked for the girl, knowing there had to be a picture , when he found it. She looked to be exactly the same as she had in the first picture. Myles looked up at Gregory.
    “When was the first murder committed? What year?” Myles didn’t really want to know , afraid to know really , but knew that as sure as he was sitting here it had to have been at least twenty or so years ago — maybe as many as thirty.
    “I’ll be seventy-five on my next birthday. I was eighteen when that first one happened.”
    Myles sat in the same chair long after Gregory left, leaving him the key to his room. He told Myles that he was leaving as soon as he got in his car and not coming back. He said he wasn’t going to be long for this earth , that he’d been a heavy smoker all his life and it had finally caught up with him.
    “Cancer got me. I guess I had it better than most, lived myself a long life. Not much of one , mind you , but a long one.” Gregory had stood and so