Detective John Cline arrived at the scene of the crime early. Yellow police tape surrounded the perimeter of the area tightly drawn. A young woman's body lay face down on the hard concrete. Red blood pooled beneath her head, painting the scene crimson silent. Other officers were already evidence gathering diligently around the bodyless corpse. John surveyed the area with a practiced, calculating professional gaze steady. Daylight was fading as he knelt by her lifeless body. She had been stabbed repeatedly in the back unprotected defenselessly ridden. The blade went deep each time, showing no mercy or remorse. John wondered what propelled the attack so brutal and ruthless cold.