John: The Senior Killer by Robert Waggoner Page B

on the sofa and let out
a relaxed sigh. Brad and Steve left for the basement and she sat
alone until Sujin came back up and sat next to her. Sujin smiled
timidly and said, “Are you comfortable here Wendy?”
    “Yes, very much so and if
you are not careful I will be living here soon it is so nice and
relaxing.”
    Sujin knew English American
humor and gave off a laugh. “My husband likes your work and thinks
you will be a big help on this case,” she said with a sincere look
in her eyes.
    “I hope I can help. Even my
parents back east are scared to go outdoors anymore and how much
more here or in California are the old folks worried to death of
the serial killer.”
    “Yes, and I’ve read your
report and is there anything else you might think of to add to it
after the last few days being on the sites and in his
house?”
    “Sujin, I know one thing and
after studying profiles until my eyes fell out is that they all
have one thing in common: abuse at home when young whether physical
or mental. The pig breeding book and if in his history of family
reveals a location; we might find him holed up there or near there
due to his loss of a ‘home’ so to speak.”
    “Mike located his family
history and we are discussing it when you are ready to join the
team in the basement.” With that they made their way downstairs.
Billy who had taken advantage of the lunch break caught up with
them on the way down smelling like stale cigarettes eliciting a
sharp look from Wendy. He made no excuse and sat on the floor next
to Sandy who had replaced Rocky inside for the afternoon shift.
Sandy was no different and snuggled up to Billy. Dogs know who and
what humans are. If a dog doesn’t like you it is for a good reason.
Wendy knew that and that is maybe why he always had Rocky or Sandy
with him.
    Brad led a formal discussion
about the results of Mike’s history on John. He said, “Mike has
located Johns’ fathers’ home. He has since found out his father
raised pigs and the location is near the city of Olympia in
Washington State. I think it prudent Mike and Wendy investigate
this new information and maybe we can turn up a clue or two. Wendy
gives us your thinking about this new development.”
    Wendy thought for a few
minutes and said, “Simply put, the more we know about this guy the
closer we can determine his geographical travels. What I mean is if
he is familiar with the area around Olympia maybe he will decide to
let the press cool down and the hunt for him wanes. He must know we
are going all out to find him and what better place to go to ground
would be in a familiar place. He’s two thirds there if we can take
his ‘Catch’ me expression. I think it is likely he will let things
cool down for a while. I’m ready and willing to go or do anything
to help the team and in particular stop this guy from killing our
grandmothers and grandfathers.”
    “Well, it is settled then.
Mike and Wendy go to Olympia and for the time being we will stay
here and work on our random numbers and word games. Meanwhile Steve
will make the arrangements and notify the local FBI that you are
coming,” Brad said standing up telling everyone the meeting is
over.

Chapter 6
    Two days later with the FBI
and local law enforcement they found the farm of J.J. Mitchell in
the Bald Hills near the town of Yelm. “It turns out a Mitchell
lives there and it is assumed it was a brother or John himself,”
Brad told Billy and Steve.
    Steve said, “How is that
possible. You got me totally confused. I thought the brother was
dead and then who is buried in the grave in LA?”
    “Well, you must have missed
something while things were going on. We think that the guy in the
grave is a missing man that looks like our killer John. He faked
his death and imposture his brother for the life insurance. He’d
set up an address and house in San Diego and when it came time to
collect, John played the part of his brother. It was easy to prove
with a SS number and a