Patterson, James - Tick Tock by Patterson James

Author:Patterson, James
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THAT’S WHEN I PULLED the second-smartest move of my morning. Instead of just thinking like Emily Parker, I took out my cel and cal ed the real McCoy.

“Hey, Em. Sorry to cal you so early,” I said when she picked up. “I’ve been looking at your notes on that copycat Seda. He ID’d himself with the Zodiac, right?”

“Uh-huh,” Emily said, stil groggy.

“Wel , if our guy is doing the same thing, how can he feel empathy with al three New York nuts? I mean, one’s an organized technician, and one’s a disorganized catch-me-if-you-can loon. And the third one is a classic violent sadist. How can that be?”

“That is weird,” she agreed. After a yawn she said, “Maybe two of the modes are just a smokescreen for the real one.”

“But which one is real and which are the smoke?” I said.

“The only communication he made with you was about the bombings, right?”

“You’re forgetting the Son of Sam letter he sent me.”

“True, but that was almost a photocopy of Berkowitz’s letter.”

“You’re right,” I said. “Also, since we haven’t even seen any publicity-seeking taunts or manifestos sent to the media, I don’t think his heart is in copying

Berkowitz.”

“I’d lean toward Metesky, too,” Emily said. “Our guy is definitely detail-oriented, and not only was the library bomb the first crime, it was the only one that didn’t have a copycat message.”

“It’s revenge, then?” I said. “This guy is trying to get back at the world for Lawrence? But what about the social skil s that Cavuto attributed to him during their meetings? Berkowitz and Metesky were loner, loser types, while Fish was a married guy who was sly, manipulative, and charming. If someone is capable of channeling Cary Grant, how do they become a wound-up, light-’em-and-run sneak creep like Metesky?”

“But he has to be somewhat of a loner,” Emily argued. “How does Mr. Life of the Party prepare his bombs and clean his col ection of vintage weapons without friends or family getting suspicious?”

I slumped in my chair. Trying to figure this guy out was like trying to build a castle with quicksand. Yet we were almost onto something. I could feel it.

My office chair made a snapping sound as I suddenly sat straight up.

“Wait a second. He is detail-oriented, isn’t he?

This guy is al about the details. That’s about the only thing we know about him.”

“Yeah, and?”

I pul ed out the sheets that showed the addresses of the historical crimes and compared them to the locations of the present spree.

“Emily, you know what I think? I think our guy is meticulous enough to have copied these crimes

even better than he has. If he wanted to just reenact the crimes, he could have done the exact same thing at the exact same locations, but he didn’t.”

“Why not?” Emily said.

“Maybe it’s not about the copying at al ,” I offered. “Maybe the copycatting concept itself is the smokescreen. We need to take another look at the victims. Maybe the connection is with them.”

Chapter 57

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