Free The Profilers by Suzanne Steele Page A

wreaked all this havoc.”
    “Did anybody in the neighborhood see anything?”
    One of the uniforms stepped up to respond, though he purposely turned his back to the victim. “One of the neighbors happened to look out the window when they were coming in and said she saw a woman in a purple jacket. Described her as being plain and middle-aged but said she only saw the back of her.”
    “Yet no one called the police when they heard gunshots,” Rene answered.
    “You know how it is in these neighborhoods. No one wants to get involved.”
    “Okay… Thanks, Officer.” She directed her attention back to her partner. “We don’t have any choice. We’re going to have to set up a meeting with our informant and The Librarian . At least it will give us something to go on. Right now, we only have the coincidence that our first body was behind the library, someone using the profile name The Librarian , and a few shady chat room conversations. She may not even be involved; stranger things have happened.”
    “Well, we can do one of two things: we can go get her and take her down to the precinct for questioning, or we can have Angel meet with her.”
    “If we question her and she lawyers up, we’re screwed. We may never get any answers and we can’t hold her for anything.” Rene answered.
    “Then we need to set up a meeting with Angel. Whoever she was talking to online was hinting around at getting rid of her abuser. At least if we set up a meeting, we can see if the librarian is the same person as the one online using that as their profile name.”
    “Okay then, it isn’t like we have any live witnesses.”
    “We’ll set it up and then we just have to roll with it, girl.”
    “What’s that?”
    “Whatever our gut instincts tell us.”
     
     

Angel answered her phone on the first ring when she saw it was Agent Turner.
    “Angel, it’s Agent Turner.”
    “Yeah, I guessed that already due to your name popping up on my screen,” she giggled.
    He remained all business as he spoke. “We need you to do us a favor and meet up with us. Rene will go online under your profile but you need to be there to watch the interaction and know what’s being said. We’re going to try to talk with The Librarian and see if we can set it up so the two of you can meet.”
    “I’m two steps ahead of you. I’ve already been talking to her and I’m headed over to the library now.”
    “You shouldn’t have done that on your own. You need to wait until we get there. It’s potentially dangerous.”
    “Too late, I’m already here. If you guys don’t want to do anything to help me, then I’ll help myself.” Angel hung up the phone and turned it off. Fuck him! She couldn’t believe she’d actually thought he was cute. What an asshole! If they didn’t want to help her get back at her rapists, then she’d talk to someone who would. During the short chat they’d had online before she’d headed over here, The Librarian had assured Angel that she could solve her problem. As an added bonus, she said that she could take care of it permanently. Angel didn’t need any more convincing. That’s exactly what Reginald and Bobbie were—problems she need rid of.
    “Hello,” she called out as she entered the building. A bell chimed to announce her arrival.
    “Well hello, dear. I’m The Librarian . It’s wonderful to finally meet you.” The woman made her way over to the door, turned the open sign over, and closed the blinds.
    “Would you like some tea, dear?”
    “Yes, ma’am, and thank you.” Angel smiled as she followed the woman back to a small kitchenette.
    She waited a moment while the woman turned around and heated some water, placed a specialty tea bag in a china cup, and then repeated the process. Everything here seemed so quaint, so peaceful.
    “Now, dear, you poor dear,” she said as she gently stroked Angel’s hand. “You said the last time we spoke online that you had been the victim of abuse?”
    “Yes, ma’am.