[She's like a squirrel, or a chipmunk, or some other little fuzzy woodland creature. Cute, skittish. Brave enough to put its flight instinct away to come over and snatch scraps if it thinks you've got something it wants. And you don't want to let it bite you, 'cause it's probably rabid.
Sounds about right.]
You were found wrapped in plastic on the shore of a lake by a guy named Pete Martell. Maddy was found on a golf course — same M.O., wrapped in plastic. It's not the first time our office has chased a signature like that. We've seen other girls wrapped in plastic before, too.
Neither one of you died where you were ultimately found; you were both moved. You'd been tied up; she hadn't. Your killer probably had more time with you than he did with her, both in planning the murder and in — pun intended — executing it. From what you've told me here, my conclusion would follow — you knew your death was coming. She didn't.
You both died of blunt force trauma. For her, it went fast. He cracked her head open right here. [He taps his face, between the eyebrows and above his nose.] For you, it didn't go so fast. You suffered multiple wounds, and no single one of them was enough to do you in. Assuming the guy knew what he was doing, and given who we're talking about I expect that he did, that all suggests to me that Maddy's was an impulse killing, targeted toward the goal of seeing her dead as the desired endgame. You were someone he wanted to see suffer, so he made sure to make it last.
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Sounds about right.]
You were found wrapped in plastic on the shore of a lake by a guy named Pete Martell. Maddy was found on a golf course — same M.O., wrapped in plastic. It's not the first time our office has chased a signature like that. We've seen other girls wrapped in plastic before, too.
Neither one of you died where you were ultimately found; you were both moved. You'd been tied up; she hadn't. Your killer probably had more time with you than he did with her, both in planning the murder and in — pun intended — executing it. From what you've told me here, my conclusion would follow — you knew your death was coming. She didn't.
You both died of blunt force trauma. For her, it went fast. He cracked her head open right here. [He taps his face, between the eyebrows and above his nose.] For you, it didn't go so fast. You suffered multiple wounds, and no single one of them was enough to do you in. Assuming the guy knew what he was doing, and given who we're talking about I expect that he did, that all suggests to me that Maddy's was an impulse killing, targeted toward the goal of seeing her dead as the desired endgame. You were someone he wanted to see suffer, so he made sure to make it last.