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parking lot. It seemed like yesterday that she cut him deep for bringing misery to her sister. Unlike in movies, she wanted her victims to see her face before they died. She felt so much anger that, depending where she was, she would pull off the Ghost Face mask just to see their expressions before taking their last breath. She could still go over each killing in her head. Sometimes she couldn't believe she was the vigilante, but as her thoughts showed her taking the mask off to see their faces, reality would set in. John Winters, the leader, his brothers Kyle and Mason, as well as Wayne Starfield were responsible for Deborah's kidnapping. Her thoughts were broken by Officer Bay's replacement, Officer Gates, a pretty young female officer, petite at 5'4” and one hundred pounds, who had been a regular escorting Madison during the night shifts as well as alternate Sundays for the past three months.
    “Dinnertime,” Gates announced as she put the tray of turkey, mashed potatoes, corn, and bread through the opening.
    “Tell me, Officer Gates,” Madison asked, “why is the food so bland?”
    The young officer laughed as she replied, “The cooks don't know everyone's diet restrictions and possible stomach problems. So poof, everything is cooked with nothing added.”
    “OK,” the inmate answered. “May I ask your name? I just found out Officer Bay's name is John.”
    The young officer had a look of puzzlement.
    “Um,” she hesitated, “I'm not sure that's a good idea.” As she began to walk away, she added, “I'm sorry.” Madison looked at her dinner and began to pick up the turkey slices with her fingers. After a couple bites she put her hands over her face and cried. She didn't see Officer Gates looking at her.
    As Simmons was driving back to Yaphank headquarters he was upset with himself that he didn't ask Madison how she knew about the drugs being handed out from doctors. He remembered Officer Bay's name badge and called the facility. Officer Bay was unavailable during the lockdown on his shift but would return the call when he left the building. Simmons made it back to Yaphank in thirty-three minutes and asked to speak to both Powers and Johnson. There was no need for a private room because everything about Priority 1 was private. While the relationship between the detectives and the attorney had gotten off to a rocky start eighteen months before, it had transformed into a mutual respect for their work and accomplishments. The attorney told them of his discussion with Madison and wasn't sure if there was anything that could be done but felt they should know. They thanked him and told him most likely it would be given to one of the other squads. Paul warned Simmons that nothing may happen, due to priorities.
    “That sucks,” Detective Ellyn Baker remarked. She was doing paperwork across the aisle and couldn't help but overhear the conversation. “Doctors are giving away pills for cash and getting away with it?”
    “Allegedly, yes,” Simmons answered.
    “Well, that bites the big one,” the detective replied as she walked away in her stocking feet.
    As Powers and Simmons looked at each other, Bud spoke. “Now, there's a girl after my own heart, even if she doesn't wear shoes,” he said, as he smiled.
    Paul waved at Bud as he spoke to Simmons: “I'll bring it up to the boss, Al, and I'll be in touch.”
    “Come on,” Bud remarked, “I'll walk you out. I have to pick up something in the car.” Detective Johnson walked out with the attorney as he received an update on how Madison was holding up. They shook hands as Bud picked up a note pad and entered the precinct just in time to see a loud confrontation between a perp and an officer.
    Bud walked by and yelled, “Shut up, shithead!” There was total silence in the room as the cops stared at Bud and the young man arrested was shocked by the detective's remark.
    Bud put his fingerprint on the screen to enter into the Priority 1 area. When he got back to