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That was the thing he hated about having his own coffee pot in his office—it was too damn small. He was too lazy to walk out to the common room to actually get some coffee and get some exercise while he was at it. He often swore that he could hear his blood start to coagulate in his arteries from lack of movement.
    “I never did,” Arnold said.
    “Well, you have more energy than the energizer bunny,” Brian said.
    “Well, he does have a point dad. You are a bad frame of reference here,” John joked.
    The chief hit him on the arm and started to leave the office.
    “You guys got to stop ganging up on me in the morning,” the chief said.
    Brian could not help but laugh as the man walked out.
    “So, you want to play some racquet ball tonight after work?” John asked.
    Brian groaned. “That sounds like it would require a lot of effort.”
    “Wow, this is not the dude I grew up with,” John replied.
    “I’m sorry to disappoint,” Brian replied. “Actually, I think that Amber has plans to cook the family a healthy dinner tonight and then it is game time.”
    “Game time?”
    “Yea, it is once a week thing where she insists that we all get together as a family and enjoy some games and festivities.”
    John could not stifle the laughter.
    “It’s not that funny,” Brian said. “It is really cool actually.”
    Arnold burst back into the office just then. He looked like he had seen a ghost.
    “There’s been another murder. Just like the Carver. It’s a double homicide this time.”
    Brian slipped his jacket back on and headed out of the office behind John and the chief.
     

Chapter 2: Welcome to Paradise
     
    Brian could not believe what he had just seen. Two victims in a fairly nice neighborhood who had just been skinned alive. It was all coming back to him now just like it had back then. He had only worked on one of the crime scenes when this originally went down back in the day, but it was like the whole thing was happening all over again.
    Now they knew that this was not the work of the actual Carver. Ian Jeffries was still behind bars rotting away on death row as he had been the past ten years. Brian still could not believe that the court kept granting the man appeal after appeal, just wasting tax payer’s dollars to keep him alive. The man had butchered several people and terrorized an entire community. Why were they keeping him alive? It sickened Brian, and not just because he had a personal connection to it now. It was more than that.
    This murder was a young a couple. They had only been married for six weeks and were just starting their lives together. Why was this psycho doing this? Did Jeffries have some brainwashed kid working for him out here? Was that what happened? Brian knew that Jeffries had his fans and that he had confessed to far more murders than anyone even knew about. The man had even claimed to have a partner but none of this had ever been verified. They were mostly just the ramblings of a lunatic on death row.
    Ian Jeffries had a big online presence apparently from what Brian had gathered. Amber had no idea he did this, but Brian routinely checked out Jeffries online finger prints to see if there was anything being talked about in regards to his crimes. Jeffries himself was not allowed internet access of any sort, but Brian knew that in prison there were ways to get around that. He could bribe guards or other inmates to go online for him. Why in the hell they let any inmate have access to the internet in a maximum security prison was something that would forever boggle Brian’s mind. It was just one of several things that were leaving him bored of the job lately. There were just too many inconsistencies. He was tired of it all.
    But he had to admit standing outside enjoying the fresh air in the ninety eight degree temperature when it was only ten in the damn morning was a bit refreshing. A lot of people could not take the heat in the summer in southern Arizona, but it really