There was no doubt about it, the guy was a creep. The only reason he’d been released early was because he wasn’t considered a threat to society in general. “Yeah, only to his wife and three kids,” Bradley muttered. He brought up the photos again. A smiling young mother sat behind her three beautiful children, two boys and a little girl. Bradley studied the little girl; she looked like she was about eight years old. Would his daughter look anything like her? “She was still pretty, even in death,” Mike said over Bradley’s shoulder. Bradley jumped and then turned to Mike. “Do you have to do that?” Mike shook his head. “No, but it really makes things much more fun.” “Where did you go the other night?” Bradley asked. Mike floated across the room and settled on the couch. “Come on, Chief, we both know where I went.” Bradley nodded.
