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as the originals. Early that afternoon she and Eleanor met with the principal of Parker Elementary School.
     Danni told the woman the whole story.
    “Hannah can’t live with me while this maniac is free and she needs to go to school. I have her records here which show her
     name as Olson and show that she is a fourth-grade student.”
    “I need to check with the school board before I can approve this,” the principal said.
    “You can’t,” Danni replied. “I don’t want you to know. I don’t want anybody to know. If you can’t take my daughter under these conditions, then she’s not going to go to
     school while this madman is loose. I’ll sign whatever waiver you need just as long as you don’t show it to anybody until this
     is over.” She didn’t say what “over” meant, but they all knew there were several possibilities.
    The principal, Mrs. Hoffman, thought about it for a long time.
    “The child needs to go to school,” she said finally. “And nobody can fault us for doing what we’re doing under the circumstances.”
    Danni was on a plane home that night. Every nerve in her body was on edge. Every fiber within her wanted to be with her daughter
     in Denver. Finally, she started to feel just a speck of what Stacey Kincaid’s parents and all those other victims’ parents
     had felt when they heard the news that their daughters were gone. My little girl is still alive , Danni thought.
    We’ve got to find this bastard.

Chapter Eight
    D anni didn’t get good news when she walked into the morning meeting on Wednesday.
    “We’ve got another body,” Captain Jeffries told the group although most of them knew already. “A junior at the university;
     they found her on the north side of town. She’d been lying dead in her apartment for three days. Throat was cut. Can you imagine
     that? She was living in an apartment complex and nobody even noticed the smell. It’s like people these days live in cocoons
     or something.”
    Danni was already making the connection. Three days ago was Sunday, the day she was at Whiskey River Springs. She didn’t say
     anything to the captain until the meeting was over.
    His door was open when she walked in the office, but she knocked anyway. Captain Sam Jeffries looked up from the paperwork
     on his desk and smiled. He was a big man with broad shoulders and a gut to match, but he was a good leader and everybody on
     the task force respected him, including the FBI guys who had a tendency to respect nobody but their own.
    “Good to have you back, Danni. Did you get everything taken care of?”
    “Yeah, thanks. I appreciate your giving me the time off.”
    “No problem. Family comes first. I know you’ve probably lost some sleep worrying about your daughter and all. What’s up?”
    Danni and Sam Jeffries had worked on many cases together over the years and she considered him a friend. Danni had an idea
     and she needed his help. She hoped those years of friendship would come into play in their ensuing conversation.
    “It’s about that murder, Captain. When did it happen exactly?”
    “Sunday, late in the afternoon, about the time we were chasing around Whiskey Springs looking for our killer.”
    “So he set us up.”
    “Looks like it.”
    “Why didn’t you tell everybody at the morning meeting? You weren’t trying to protect me, were you? I mean, I was the one who
     got everybody out there.”
    “No, you weren’t, Danni; he was. He got us out there. And he could have used anybody to do it. It must have just slipped my
     mind at the meeting. The forensics from this recent murder don’t add anything to what we already know anyway.”
    “She was a college student at the University of North Central Florida, wasn’t she?”
    “Yeah. Just like all the rest.”
    “Don’t you find it intriguing, Captain, that the murders are happening all over the city, including areas not necessarily
     associated with the college, yet only women who are students at the