Jackie frowned, looking at all the pictures. She missed him so much. She missed him a lot. He had been almost like her best friend and she missed him more than anyone could ever imagine. She needed him more than ever now...but he was gone forever and who did she have left? No family whah so ever and no friends.

"He left the bible for a reason..he wanted me to figure out what was going on, but....how." She whispered softly, starting to look around his house more. "I hate thinking that this was probably my fault. I let him die...I should have been there. I was always there late." She murmured, looking for his nose. "The priest and Dr. Corbin need a connection to one specific thing. The murderer. Possibly, but who carries an ax. Only characters in stories or back long who they would."