"Now, wasn't<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>strange?..." Gerret took the file and examined the pages before looking at Lynda, "Will it be alright to meet you here at ten in the morning tomorrow?" He would spend the night reading up on the reports, no matter how deep or shallow they may seem. Also, he would have to get more background information about Withers online if he could, though most would be rumors and not clear facts he is accustomed to.<br/><br/>With her answer, he waved, "I'll see you tomorrow then." He turned and left the office. He made for his car, trying to pick out suspects, but as expected, there was no clear intention of the murderer. Well, except for killing "artistically". He noticed that this was a very rare condition among killers. He had only met two and both were psychopathic. Not a good start.