Casanova Killer

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Author: Tallulah Grace
Tags: Fiction, Psychological, Thrillers, Retail
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of her circle, but the crème of the crop. Or at least he’s making it appear so, to her.”
“So the unsub infiltrates her world, entices her to date him with a bigger bank account and his single, ready for marriage status, then goes in for the kill. Literally.” Dylan nodded his head. “I like it, it fits.”
“It’s definitely a possibility.” Nate agreed. “We’ll know more when we get Interpol’s take on their unsub.” Nate stroked his chin absently, a sure tell that he was in deep thought. “That scenario also fits the unsub’s European moniker, Casanova Killer. You may be onto something, Jerry.”
“Based on that theory, I think we should extend the age range of the standard profile in a case like this from a white male in his mid to late thirties to one in his mid to late fifties.” Dylan stretched his long legs into the aisle.
“Agreed.” Nate nodded, Jerry typed as Nate continued. “We know that his signature here is the same as for his kills in Europe. Selecting victims with similar physical characteristics, leaving them in plain sight in remote locations, killing them with a left to right slash across the throat and his socio-economic preferences are the primary factors that led Barnes to believe he’s relocated to San Francisco.”
“He’s either simulating wealth, or he is wealthy. If he’s playing a role, the props for that lifestyle are not cheap; he’d need a lucrative source of income just to buy the wardrobe and transportation to pull it off.” Jerry stopped typing and considered the situation. “His source of funds could be from other criminal activities. I mean if your passion is killing, then what’s to stop you from robbery or dealing drugs?”
“Barnes may shed more light on that, but it’s a good point. We’ve caught more than one serial by following the money trail.” Nate nodded. “But if he’s dealing, it’s high end. I doubt we’ll find this one on the street corner.”
“That brings up another point. I wonder how sure Interpol is that his first kills are the three in London. It’s rare for a serial to start off without leaving a trace. He could have begun with prostitutes or other high-risk victims in order to perfect his craft.” Dylan yawned and stretched.
“Surely they thought of that.” Jerry commented. “It’s textbook profiling.”
“I’m not so sure Interpol is big on psychological profiling. They’re more into following concrete leads than insolating character traits and tracing patterns.” Nate answered.
“No wonder they haven’t caught him yet.” Jerry mumbled. “What do you know about Barnes?”
“Not much, he’s based in London and he’s been with Interpol for eight years, primarily undercover. That’s it, other than the fact that he’s already established a cover we can use.”
“Speaking of, what about my cover?” Jerry asked.
“You have a bay front condo, very posh, I might add.” Nate grinned at her raised eyebrows. “A personal shopper is filling your closet as we speak. You’re all set to be the perfect pampered princess.”
“Sounds great, do I get to keep the clothes?” Jerry looked hopeful.
“Not hardly. We’re doing this on San Francisco’s dime. They’re very eager to put this to rest sooner, rather than later.”
“Serial killers don’t exactly inspire tourist traffic,” Dylan scoffed, “but this one is so specific that the average person is exempt.”
“His target victim pool is one of the reasons we have such a large budget on this assignment. Who do you think donates to the arts and helps make the city what it is in order to attract the tourists?  The people he’s targeting. Don’t forget that two of the victims had married lovers. Our unsub’s actions caused an investigation that put a serious kink in their extracurricular activities.”
“So our investigation is also funded in part by an element of the elite private sector.” Jerry grinned. “Somehow, that makes me happy.”
“Hey, you play,

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