Remington
I know there's a connection. I can feel it. There's a connection between the dead guy from the other night, and the Cutthroat Killer. And that connection is Mr. Dallon Weekes. He was involved with both cases, but we let him go after the first round of questioning since we didn't have enough to detain him. Fuck it. We're bringing him in again. I exit my office and survey the room. Emerson is sitting at his desk, surrounded by files, typing furiously on his computer. "Emerson. Is there any way we could get Dallon Weekes back in here? I-" he cuts me off before I can say anything else. "I was just about to tell you. We got a serial number from the knife. It's being traced as we speak" he grins. "Fucking fantastic work, Barrett. Let's get that fucker in here." A sense of relief washes over me. We have a good chance at catching the bastard before anyone else gets hurt.
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