[h1][center]Hank Doyle[/center][/h1]
He had already seen some crime scenes left behind by the Morse Code Killer, but that still didn't make the images easier to digest.  All the bodies mutilated were once people that had dreams and aspirations that were snuffed out by a sick psycho. Hank wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet in his or her head when they found the culprit behind these crimes. Sure, he would need to answer to the higher-ups about it but no sane judge would condemn someone for getting rid of such trash, at most he would get suspended without pay for a few days and get a slap on the wrist. 

The slide show ended with an image showing three familiar locations. The other guy in the room voiced his opinion, choosing the Bay as his destination. Hank was ok with that, he was familiar with all of them but he felt more in tune with the Old Town anyway. To say it was a nest of criminals would not be far from the truth, but then again you could say that from New Seattle as a whole. The thing was this new killer was an outsider, someone who didn't fit into the equation that was the criminal underground of the city, so it was in the best interest of the drug dealers and pimps that the police could catch him soon. 

[b]"I'll take Old Town, have some contacts I can talk to in there"[/b] The plan, if it could be called that, was set. He would put an ear to the ground and find out if the rest of the trash squatting there could help sniff out the rat that was hiding from them.