"Cierra Stone, paging Cierra Stone."
"s**t Gracie! What can that be about now?" I put the brush down and turned to my roommate.
"You won't know until you go see."
"I hope there isn't anything more for me to study, this guy is like a freaking shadow as it is. I don't know why they think I'll be any help, since they haven't been able to nail him in the last ten years or so, and I'm not sure why they need a profiler on this one, hasn't he been profiled to death?"
"Girl kill that noise, you know you have mad skills beyond profiling, otherwise they'd never have tapped you for the job, besides, that piece of eye candy is the best subject they've got going in the bureau these days, yum." She twitched her eyebrows at me in her comical way.
"How can you tell? Every picture's a profile shot, it
