Been walking around Old Jerusalem today following the Via Dolorosa meditating on the life of Christ. It is a beautiful day with the sky a dazzling blue and the scent of olive tree blossoms carried on the breeze. I have come here because the man I suspect of the murder on North Island fled the country after I interviewed him some weeks ago. The evidence for his guilt is scant, but my computer algorithm pegged him as the guy and the pattern of death that has followed him around the US is unmistakable. Since I arrived here there have been several deaths, murders, really, that oddly resemble the pattern I saw in this guy’s past. Two women were found hacked to death and hung by lamp cord from the ceiling of their apartment and a local priest was assaulted and nearly killed in his church. The assailant tried to hang the priest but left quickly when some parishioners walked into the church to say the Rosary. The priest will live but he will spend months recovering. The local authorities want me to stay out of it and want to pin the killings and near-killing on one of the “usual suspects”. I have worked with these men in the past and we have always had a good working and personal relationship. I suspect there is something sinister behind their reluctance to work with me. I have decided that I am going to chase this guy anyhow (the whole reason I am here in the first place). The murders here are related to the murders on North Island, I know it and I’m going to prove it.
North Archipelago 