Chapter 10
Kay Hudson got it touch with Sax early Wednesday afternoon to tell him she’d forwarded his email with the man’s pictures to the FBI’s FACE—Facial Analysis, Comparison, and Evaluation—Services Unit. “So far, they haven’t made a match but it’s still early on.”
He wasn’t terribly surprised and asked that she notify him immediately if they were able to come up with a name and, hopefully, an address. “If we’re lucky, he’s our perp and he’ll strike tonight.”
“Whether he is or not, I’m going to have men watching the house this evening. If nothing goes down, then I’ll have them doing surveillance every night you two go to the club until the killer bites.”
“If he does. For all we know he’s targeted another couple. We are one of dozens who hang out there, although…”
“What?”
“One
