One Hell Of A Reunion

It had been three days since they discovered the latest victim and even with the fingerprints and semen the lab had,they were nowhere closer of finding him. He wasn't in the database. Clarice and the other members of the task force were working day and night and nothing.

Clarice headed off home since there was nothing else too do. Hopefully,the team would find something tomorrow. Driving home,she couldn't help but think about this new killer. What made him tick? What made him does what he does?

She thought it was funny how the newspapers were comparing him with Dr. Lecter and she knew above all else,this guy wasn't anything like Lecter.

Yes,they both killed,yes they both cannibalized their victims but Lecter didn't rape his victims,he would consider that rude indeed.

Clarice thought on that with a smile. She couldn't wait to get home since it was 2am and she'd been up for 72 hours. Clarice was so into her thoughts that she didn't see the black Ford truck following her.

Andrew had been following this new women since he saw her the night the F.B.I. found he's latest victim. Andrew would do he's usual thing of stalking his victims for a week or less then take them and he couldn't wait to get he's hands on this one.

On the other side of the world in Paris,Hannibal had just mailed his letter to Clarice. Knowing full well with what he had wrote in the letter,that Clarice would not turn it in.

He smiled with what he described in the letter and pretty soon,he'd be making alittle trip back to Virginia to see his beloved Clarice,as he now started to think of her as. He'd be leaving for Arlington in about a week. But he didn't know what was gonna happen to Clarice in 7 days.