Chapter 165: Another Letter (2/2)

”Is this about the BTK killer?” the woman asked, exasperated.

”Why would you ask that?” I found it curious that they would know so soon.

”We got a tip that the Killer was back in town but didn't report because it was a rumor. But this morning, we received a letter insisting that it was from the guy.”

I grew silent. ”You received a letter?” I repeated.

”Yes, we did. It was addressed to the director of the morning news show which airs in an hour. We haven't decided if we should talk about it yet—”

”Don't talk about it yet. I'll come personally to see the letter,” I said quickly. From the corner of my eye, I saw Nash looked up in surprise. ”Is Miss Natalia still there?” I added after a beat.

”Yes, she is. She is the one who will do the morning news,” she replied, confused.

”Great. Please inform your director that I am arriving shortly.” I was already out of my desk and sprinting to my room to get my purse and car keys.

I hung the phone up and was about to leave the station when Nash caught up to me.

”What is it?” he asked, looking frantic.

”News Station received a letter saying it was from the killer. I don't know if it really is the killer or the accomplice trying to confuse us, but it's a lead I can't pass by,” I hastily spoke. ”I'll talk to the staff face to face and get the answers, too.”

”Okay, stay safe. I'll complete the list by the time you are back,” Nash assured. ”Be sure to drink water.”

I may have broken a few traffic laws to arrive at the scene before the morning news started. I was sweating and received an alarmed look from the receptionist. ”Hi, I may have spoken to you on the phone a little earlier. You told me about the letter that arrived this morning?” I enquired.

The older woman nodded and looked worried as she picked up the phone and called someone. ”There's someone from the police force come to meet you,” she said and then hung up, never looking away from my face.

I tapped my finger on the desk and waited until I saw the familiar figure of the news host sauntering in my direction.

”Who are you?” she asked. She had a pleasant voice and an older face, lines marking the corner of her eyes. But she was conventionally beautiful.

”Doctor Sebastian Butler. I am a consultant for the city police and am currently working on a cold case that you might know something about.” Natalia arched her brow and glanced towards the receptionist with displeasure.

”Which case?” she asked, pretending not to know.

”The letter that you received from the BTS Killer, I must see it. And I wish to speak to you about the previous letter you received. I have some questions for you.”

She looked startled and I saw a flash of fear in her eyes. ”I don't wish to speak about it,” she said through gritted teeth.

”You don't need to worry. We are going to solve the mystery soon and the Killer is not in a position where he can harm you,” I assured her.

”How can you be sure of that?” she hissed.

”Because I am a professor of criminal psychology and know a thing or two about criminals. Please, can we find a private room to chat?” I pleaded.

She watched me closely before she finally agreed. We were in the room and she looked angsty.

”I know that the show starts shortly, so I just want to look at the letter for now. I will stay behind and ask you questions about the previous letter after you are done with the morning news. How does that sound?”

I scrutinized her expression and saw the reluctance, but finally, she agreed.

She handed the paper over after retrieving it from her desk. She took the seat across from me and watched me with rapt fascination.

As I looked over the paper and the style of writing, I analyzed it in my head. My thoughts were interrupted by the words of the anchor.

”I have never seen a consultant so passionate about a case. Is there something urgent?” she poked.

I looked at her dispassionately.