Dear Diary,

Today I write to you in hopes to find some escape.. It ain't as bad as I thought to have the Chief as a partner, eventhough some of my colleagues giggle a bit about me being "grounded".
I don't care as much about it though I solved more cases then they ever did anyways.. One day I might get promoted and then I want to see who is laughing then..

Anyway enough of my ego and the stupidity of other people let's get it on with what happend. First we had a few random phone calls on the tip line. First we had some heavy breathing, second we heard what we assume could be a voice recording of a victim pleading for the pain to stop.. It still send shivers down my spine. The third was an awful gagging noise the whole time and the fourth was dead silence..

Teams were put on to trace these calls. They sortof...