It wasn't hard to find the pattern after a while. Though Mancini hadn't given us anything more than the bare bones, what little he did give us was enough to build on. This wasn't going anything like I'd expected. Instead of having me do any of the legwork technically speaking, Track took point on that and sent me the patterns as they unfolded on his end.
“Are you getting the picture yet?" I nodded my head as I read over everything he'd laid out and sent back to me. “Lawyers, judges, social workers, cops."
“Do you notice the one thing they all have in common?"
“Yeah, they all work out of the same district court."
I could feel the blood humming in my veins the way it does when I'm on the hunt, though I knew we had a long way to go. Usually, with my cases, I know the perpetrator and go af
