I realized again, she looked stunning. Her soft, blue eyes, shiny with tears, looked into mine, and her bright pink lips managed a slight smile. I stretched myself across my bed to the tissues, whish she was having trouble reaching. Since I have a whole foot on her height, it was easy for me. Even my arms were monstrous in comparison to hers. Her small, light-brown tanned arms and legs, with a perfect tan line... She gladly took a tissue and cleaned off her face. Then we started our discussion. She gave me a quick hug, and held both my hands with hers. After a sniffle, she said "Thanks, Jack. Just you holding me like that makes me feel better." 'Makes me feel pretty damn good too,' I thought. "Of course," I said, "nothing makes me happier than knowing I can cheer you up. Now tell me your dilemma this time around." Katie went on to explain what had happened. I had become rather good at getting the gist of what she was saying through her huge amount of pointless details, and could. To many to print out). She'd been through most of them before. Her eyes were blurry. She'd get no sleep this night ... the next task force meeting was scheduled to begin in only a few hours.And suddenly, she saw something. She KNEW she'd seen this guy somewhere before ... in another photo. She snatched up another folder and leafed through it; and another. Yes, there he was. In another hour, she'd found him again. Quickly, she headed down the hall toward Identification.And so it began.Wednesday, 8:47 am"Hypnosis?" the FBI profiler asked quizzically. "You mean, you think some guy has been using hypnosis to erase the girls' memories?" Yes," Donna said from the edge of the room. As a junior plainclotheswoman (THE junior plainclotheswoman), she didn't even rate a chair around the briefing table. She had to stand against one of the walls during the briefings.The profiler wrinkled his brow for a moment and then frowned and shook his head. "I'll check with our people in Quantico, but right.
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