"Sure. I think that I have enough of this case for the moment and gonna take off to find a bite to eat. See you at 10 tomorrow." Lynda smiled as she put the original file away and locked the filing cabinet as well as checking it to be sure it was locked.<br/><br/>Lynda was not sure of this case at all and really did not know which way to go since she could not find any official reports. It was like nothing ever happened but the people were reported dead. No autopsy reports. No police records outside of the speculation sheets of what the officer in command made at each murder incident. All the papers she could find was just speculation and gossip. With everything put away, Lynda walked out of her office, locked her door, checked it and left the library.<br/><br/>She walked towards the Withers Hotel. As she walked she felt a sudden chill in the air which soon passed. Once she got to the boarded up hotel, she paused to reflect on the murders.