Ann had been working on the Eric James case for almost two months. He played mind games with her calling Ann after he killed his victims as fast as the phone calls began; they ended Ann had no way of finding Eric since he never gave her information about himself he would mail her letters of what he would do to his next victim. Ann knew when Eric was 17 he killed his parents. He was held for questioning but after an 8-month investigation no one could find evidence linking Eric to his parent's death so the case went cold and Eric walked free. Then when he was 20 he killed his first victim Darlene, a wealthy young woman who was skinny with blond hair and blue eyes. Ann was pretty sure that Eric had also killed Twenty Year Old Betty Jacobs but she had no proof. Eric never admitted to killing these people. Ann was cleaning up the spilled coffee when a street woman by the name of Daisy may came running into the police department asking to speak to a woman police officer. Everybody in the police station knew Daisy May; she always came in with some wild tale about how she saw little green men stealing her liquor and how she said people were mistreating her. Ann heard Daisy May asking for a policewoman and thought that she might be able to help her. Ann finished cleaning up the spilled coffee and walked over to the front desk where Daisy may was, and tried to calm her down. "Hello, my name is Ann. How can I help you Ann asked as she studied Daisy May. Daisy May tried to finish her sentence, but a bottle of whiskey, which was sitting on top of a file cabinet caught her eye. Daisy May began licking her lips and her eyes became wide with delight. Ann brought Daisy May to her desk and managed to sit her down. "I’ll tell you everything I know, but only if I get that liquor Daisy May blurted out rubbing her hands on her knees. Ann smiled and opened her bottom desk drawer and took out half an empty bottle of dry whiskey. "Here I'll give you this drink," Ann said, handing the whiskey over to Daisy May, she grabbed the bottle and looked around frantically as if someone was going to take her liquor away from her. "You cops carry liquor in your desks?, I should come here more often. Daisy May blurted out laughing as she took a long gulp of her dry whiskey. "No, the only cop that carries liquor is me," Ann added laughing. "Why don't you tell me what's on your mind? '' Ann asked again, taking a seat besides Daisy May. Daisy...