"Ladies and gentlemen! If you would all ...settle down please? We will get started," A couple of the older cops settled right in, some of the newer ones took a few moments to get seated and after a bit of scuffling the room was settled.

The flourescent lighting was harsh and everyone looked towards a map where various colours of push-pins dotted it. Each colour of push-pin corresponded to a person on the bulletin board a few feet away. Blue for Cinderella, Green for Snow White, Yellow for Rapunzel, Clear for Sleeping Beauty, Purple for Belle, and Black for Jasmine. 6 girls missing in 6 months, at some point during the first month of their disappearance a photograph was left on their bed at their home. With the name written over the face in gold marker. "My Cinderella" , "My Snow White" and on and on this was the seventh month and if some one didn't pick this guy up another girl would go missing.

"Six girls, Six months," The Captain stalked around to the other side of the table and sat on the corner, "What do we know about him?" A young officer at the back, a petite woman, with curly red hair that he'd has his eye on the last little while,
"Yes Cherry?"

"He's dominant, he sees himself as their protector, saviour, their...Prince Charming. Not the Big Bad Wolf that he is, and he certainly doesn't see anything wrong with what he's doing,"

"Ok, anything else?" He paused a moment, "Has no one else connected the up swing in the hospitals for treating men with various wounds to this?" Cherry smiled in the back. "Cherry what's wrong?"

"Well, it's not him sir," She said it so matter of factly even the older cops looked back at her and then whipped their heads around to look at their Captain.

"Why not?" He smiled a little and urged her on, to make the connection.

"Well, in each province where he's commited the very same crimes, there was an upswing in male hospitalizations for what looked to be muggings. Though if you looked deeper, each man had a history, marital abuse, sexual abuse, rapes, molestations, child molestations. Didn't matter what the problem was, the man was a predator. Someone, is hunting our hunter," She leaned back in her chair and as though the matter was finished.

"Is this the theory MacDougal wanted you transfered here to supply us with? Cause if that's all then I suppose you can go back because I found that out on my own," The Captain glared at her and crossed his arms across his chest.

"Well then I suppose you won't need me to tell you how to break Red Riding Hoods Code than will you?" She stood and gathered her belongings up, nonchalantly.

"What do you mean?" asked one of the cops in the front row, after looking at the suspicious face of his captain. Cherry looked at the captain and then the cop who put forth the question.

"She surrounds her man by circling him in, or boxing him in first, the first time, in B.C. she spiraled after him, in Saskatchewan she used a diamond, Alberta a sqaure, Manitoba a rectangle. I can only assume that this time she will use a circle as the other provinces don't really have room for anything that large to be used, she traps him in. She follows where he leads her, to the girls homes to their place of business or school. She sniffs him out and just as she's ready to snap him up he disappears. He knows she's there, he knows he's hunted, he's been careful but the women are proving more difficult to break. He can't keep them as long here, they are very probably all dead,"

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