I got home around one that afternoon. I needed to sleep, but I couldn’t stay down for more than a couple of hours. I got up and paced through the empty house on Fifth Street.  I kept walking from room to room. I felt the need to stop a terrible disaster from happening, but I didn’t know where to start. The possible hit lists for Kyle were continually running through my head: my family, Sampson, Christine, Jamilla Hughes, Kate McTiernan, my niece Naomi, Kyle’s own family.
I couldn’t get the image of Zach and Liz out of my head. They had
been executed in the prime of their lives - because of me. Finally, I was able to throw up, and it was the best thing that had happened to
me that day. I pushed out my guts. Then I slammed the bathroom mirror with the heel of my hand and nearly broke it.  Kyle was always a fucking step ahead, right? It had been that way for so many years now. He was such an unbelievable bastard.  He had complete confidence in his abilities, including his power to elude us any time he wanted to. What would be next? Who would he kill? Who? Who?
How could he make himself disappear after the killings? How did he blend in and become invisible when so many people were looking for him?
He had money; he had taken care of that when he’d played the role of the Mastermind. So what was next for him?  I worked at my computer late into the night and early morning.
The computer was beside my bedroom window. Was he outside watching? I didn’t think even Kyle would take that kind of chance now. But hell, how could I rule anything out?
He was capable of large-scale mass murder. If that was his plan, where would he strike? Washington? New York City? LA? Chicago? His old hometown of Charlotte, North Carolina? Maybe somewhere in Europe? London?
Was his family safe - his wife and his two children? I had vacationed with them in Nags Head one summer. I’d stayed at their home in Virginia a few times over the years. His wife Louise was a dear friend. I had promised her I would try to bring Kyle in alive if I possibly could. But now I wondered - did I want to keep that promise? What would I do i............